Security…
Thunder rumbling in the distance Sky dark and threatening Storm brewing… There are moments of clarity Desire quickens… Resting secure in the strength of your arms The storm rages… Builds… And… Finally passes… Safe… Security reigns in your Arms… Copyright © 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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