Kirsty's River of Stones (aros) (Day 29 Jan 29 2011)

Love Idol

He will be one:
Who’ll comb my hair
Wipe my tears
Hug me to halt
My shakes of
Anger, frustration and fear.
Sure we’ll fight
And his words may sting
But he’ll kiss them away
For ever and a day.

Now, how do I find him?

Posted on January 29, 2011, in #am writing (and all things writing related) and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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