Nestled Beneath Your ChinA Poem by Kaynestled beneath your chin, this is my haven the black wraiths hovering above cannot claw me a crib to my anxiety a forcefield of immortal feeling this rose in the darkness cupping the falling raindrop a wet mess in your embrace as lower they float, i succumb © 2018 Kay |
Stats
84 Views
Added on March 2, 2017 Last Updated on April 3, 2018 |
Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Read Request
My Library
Subscribe
Flag Writing