Stranger Still Poem by Kara Entriken

He is as God when he smiles casting his arm curling his fingers to stroke the fevered spine of an abandoned child gifting both comfort and disquiet yes i agree with your idea and what you express is done well..a master piece small poem with long story about pride and proudness is hidden inside it in these few verses.. means you are a good and very rich poet... like the style you do poems..well done..

love is eveything humans.