Soft

soft,

she’s soft like snow

a thousand kisses

warm as sunshine

honey, she tastes like honey

making my aged soul

feel strangely alive

flying like a bluebird

not chained to the sky,

soft

like a pillow of dreams

keeping the demons at bay

making me safe

in her arms,

the stillness of love

in eyes so wide

collapse, come together

falling like flowers

upon bedsheets so,

soft

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