Clutches
Clutches
My love, you have captured my heart
that you keep in your clutches
you handle it like a valuable piece of art
“Even if it takes a thousand punches”
Your love I need to keep warm
whenever I’m sad, I just think of you
all the way throughout the snow storm
Whenever I’m mad, glad, or blue
Copyright © Syrah Anderson | Year Posted 2015
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