CompanionA Poem by Rebecca Isherwood1-4-05Fingertips on tear soaked chin I made the bed that I lay in Could not stand to be alone Let my heart turn to stone I let him touch caress and care To keep away the cold night air I’ve separated mind from soul Company was my only goal He’s at my side, here all the time He cares for me, I pay no mind Somehow I am still lonely I try and try, leading boldly Seducing and luring them in They’re not enough, just hollow skin © 2008 Rebecca Isherwood |
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Added on August 1, 2008 AuthorRebecca IsherwoodFLAboutI'm a Jane of all trades. I might as well be a centipede for all the things I have a hand in. I'm interested in all forms of art; Poetry, Photography, Drawing, Sculpture, Arts in general, Music, Lyric.. more..Writing
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