The Lost

love the lost, their lonely legs.

They wander, they wonder, the lost.

No longer lost, i lay down my head

on your breast in weary contentment.

I sleep now, now loved.

Reviews

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

A passionate poem. Nice work. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[Pamela A. Lamppa]

oh *smile* This is quite tender with its assonance and alliteration. How lovely. ~Pamela

[Last Lying Look]

This is so delicate and peaceful.
What a beautiful write!
Excellent work!!
-Elissa :)