Friday, August 8, 2014

whispered singings

walking in the door

don't want to hear
another voice

exhausted from
the day

anticipating rest

and the calmness of the night

two steps in
and you're on me

arms around me
in a tight embrace

whispering words
and squeals
and giggles

breathing through a greeting to me

this is what
i was meant for

love in
all its chaotic mess

this is what
i dream of

when it's finally quiet
deep in the night

this is the pleasure
i don't have to say

just live

surrounded by arms
full of energy

and a voice of an angel
at my ear

sing on
sing on
bright angel


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