Evening Shadows
Shadows fall You turn… I sigh… Each of us Restless… Unsure… Wanting… Placing your hand on my hip I turn into your safe arms Molding me to you as though we are two parts of a whole We are home Secure in the warmth of one another Safe… in the Evening Shadows © 2014 Annie Original PoetryAlways…I wish you peace, joy and happiness, but most of all I wish you Love.
As Ever, Annie
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