I sink into your smile:
A velveteen plushness
Your arms firm and girdered –
A cantilever for my aching body
My heart a compass for yours
Your shoulder a rock
Where I lay my mossy head
Thoughts drift away
Like petals in the wind
Your spirit my harbour
I am Home.
Copyright Fizzy Wisdom 2020
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