By Kase Date: 2003 Feb 03 Comment on this Work [[2003.02.03.21.34.14024]] |
Caresses as delicate as the breath of life bode upon a new born child on their day of awakening A silver tongue whispering those velvetly honey drenched words to my ever awaiting ear Calloused hands with maps of scars morph into liquid silk spilling over my form. Your heart is open steadily embracing and carrying my pain along with your own burdens. |