The comfort when sick.
The warmth when cold.
The one to hold,
when I felt so low.As the sun hurt,
A shade to my eyes.
The rain falls in drops,
You bring me to cover.As the tears run down my cheeks,
You wiped them away.
Softness, as you touched my lips
And you smile with a gaze.Those hands who pull me close.
Where I feel at most home.
My hands that touch you.
I hope you can feel me too.
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Live: A Poetry Collection
PoezjaLive. Because life's too short. Laugh. Cherish every single moment. Love. Build your own forever. A poetry collection by Faith 2018 December onwards Note: GIFs aren't mine. Credits to their owners.