Poem. Comfort.
Comfort.
.
.
I cannot see you
Here in the dark
There is nothing visible
Whether I open my eyes or not
But I can feel you beside me
And hear the sound of your breath
.
.
By Jaksie on September 18th, 2010
Comfort.
.
.
I cannot see you
Here in the dark
There is nothing visible
Whether I open my eyes or not
But I can feel you beside me
And hear the sound of your breath
.
.