Darling,
Cradle my face in your hand.
And feel
My emotions seep from my brain and heart,
To your finger tips
As they touch your soul
And heart.
That's how I feel
Emotions and the world
Around me.
My finger tips.
And I've never felt so calm.
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The Thinking Thoughts of a Stubbornly Open Minded Young Woman
PoetryFiddling pencil. Thinking thoughts. English scribbles of words. Songs of thought. Spoken words whispered into the night From a contemplating, sleepless soul. The Thinking Thoughts of a Stubbornly Open Minded Young Woman
