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His arms go around my body.
His hands touch my back.
His arms feel like walls from safety. They keep me in a space where I'm free to live. It's the best feeling you can get. But then it's gone. The safe space has been lost and I feel the pressure of the outside world falling on my back.
It's back, his arms, his hands, the space, the safety.
We are hugging in the darkness of the night. Under the shine of the stars.
I'm never letting him go. My safe space
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Poetry One: Inside Lights
Poetry'Be proud of the things you did do instead of sad of the things you didn't do.' --------------------------------------------------------------- A book with 10 poems to enjoy. These poems are about various themes such as selflove, gaybashing, self i...
