ComfortA Poem by ♡Moon Child♡mmm ♥The night is calling me... Gently beckoning with shadow stained fingers I resist, not wanting to be in the dark alone. Then I hear him, his voice calling me My heart thuds and I peer into the darkness. Searching... He emerges from the black, his arms open, waiting... He embraces me, stroking my hair, whispering "I love you..." His cold fingers caress my skin, raising goosebumps. Our lips meet, our passions apparent. We're in our own little world... I melt at his touch... Fire and ice, together... I am not afraid... I'll make his love mine forever. He fills my cup when I am dry. When I am weak he'll always be my strength He picks me up when I've fallen to the ground... His voice is one sound I hold very dear... I adore him... I hope that I'll always have him. My dearest one. My shield and sword. Will you always protect me from the shadows and nightmares? I hope so... How would I survive them without you? I love you... © 2011 ♡Moon Child♡Author's Note
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Added on August 17, 2011 Last Updated on August 17, 2011 Author♡Moon Child♡Chandler, AZAboutHello, it is very nice of you to stop by. Please check out my writing and leave a review or even a comment on my page. I am a spiritualist, a Moon Child, a Gemini, an empath, and many other things. .. more..Writing
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