Perfect

Perfect

A Poem by Anne Lyons

I am waiting
for the day
when I can take
all your pain away
by just pressing
my body into yours
and sliding my fingers
through your hair, 
whispering in your ear
that everything will
be alright and that
you will always be
perfect in my eyes.

© 2014 Anne Lyons


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Added on August 27, 2014
Last Updated on August 27, 2014