Stretching the night in front of me
Turning it into morning
Between sleeping and waking
I lie here wishing for you
For your hands to gentle me
into blissful calm
and silence my racing thoughts
Stretching the night in front of me
Turning it into morning
Between sleeping and waking
I lie here wishing for you
For your hands to gentle me
into blissful calm
and silence my racing thoughts
Well written. 🙂
thanks 🙂
🙂 welcome.