4 A.M. Poem by Jeffrey The Budgie
4 A.M.
My heart it is light
his dark hair like a stone
his big hand makes mine look so frail
Flares of a lost day they dwarrel beside me
as I sleep with the night
his hands wander over my pale skin
The morning is still a few hours away
Thursday, June 20, 2013
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