In Your Hands.

As you hold my face in your hands.
The hands of yours that would never harm me.
Looking into those dark eyes.
I feel home.
An actual home.
Not the place I have to live.
The place I want to live.
In your hands.





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Amytang22 said...
Sept. 8, 2010 at 5:28 pm
This is A-M-A-Z-I-N-G! I really love this poem. It's short and sweet, but the amazing factor goes far beyond the length of the poem itself. I can relate to this poem, and have to myself felt this way, which is why I really like it. It's great! ;D
 
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