As I fell asleep
A hand caressed my cheek
As gentle as the cool breeze
That softly blows the autumn leaves.
I had sweet dreams
No worries, no screams.
Only that hand could keep me safe
Inside a warm embrace.
In the arms of this perfect yet mysterious stranger.
Whose arms will protect me from any danger.
I give my surrender
In this peaceful slumber
I’ll close my eyes
Knowing this stranger would be by my side
Knowing that he’ll always be a mystery
Knowing that his face I will never see.
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Rhyming Thoughts
PoetryRhyming thoughts. Spilled words. Random Poetry.// 8/7/16 - Hi. First of all, to those who have read the first ever poems I posted here and also those who plan to read this collection - thank you so much. Knowing that a few of you out there read or e...
