Monday 26 August 2013

Petite Lads




As tears pluck me, Your cherubic smile lends hope
When life refuses to drift, Your little hands propel me
As darkness envelopes, Your dazzling eyes kindle me
When reality becomes strident, Your dreams ameliorate me
As silence broodingly rumbles, Your laughter calms me

When spirit loses tenacity, Your soul galvanizes me

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