Carved To Last
Maybe you recall this, too:
Your sitting room, and us, and
The long-awaited hush of privacy.
A pair, statuesque,
Carved to last.
You held me like I was saving you.
You saved me, too.
Copyright © Annabelle Jane | Year Posted 2012
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