That ThingA Poem by Tammy"That thing...an illegal love...I learned so much :)"It's the feel of your cheek on my lap. It's the float of your hair as it leaves my hand. It's the glow that enters the room, washing over us, like the water saturates the sand. It's the understanding that comes when you never had it planned. It's the thing that is shared yet noone comprehends. That thing created a child we now call lamb. © 2009 Tammy |
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Added on December 19, 2008 Last Updated on February 5, 2009 Author |