You’re sewn together quite beautifully.
You know?
I hope you do
From mind to arms and smiling eyes
I contemplate
The blue.
And dark- the centre, as of norm
But yours
A better black
You’re a novel from a library shelf
I borrow
(But never give back)
You’re pieced together quite wonderfully
You know?
Perhaps you do
A little friend, my little world
You’ll always pull me through.
Monday, 9 November 2009
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