Shivering, naked and alone,
In the dark of your room.
You let out a cry to be
Rescued and held;
And I accept.
Soft plush comfort
Sharing unfinished thoughts
The warmth of my bed.
You cave in to me
And I always fall in love.
-for Avery.
"We're all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde
Saturday, September 17, 2011
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