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About This Poem
Security Blanket
Security Blanket
No chance of rain tonight,
No boogey man, when I turn off the lights.
A grace I found and adore with the warmth of your security.
You are the reason I attain true maturity.
I love when you lay down next to me,
Like the high tide from the sea,
You move all the warm motions inside.
My arms are the comfort you use too seek and hide.
Your nestle holds a true rhythm that hums its own song~
Nothing comes close to breaking this precious bond~
A sweet cradle-song only I hear,
You play my grin, without the strings of a puppeteer.
My heartbeat needs its fix and drug,
Your sweet charming smiles and hug,
Is all I need to succeed,
You are, my only greed!
A kiss, I give on your forehead,
Into a poet’s world where your blanket a dulcet lullaby, my arms are your bed.
“Goodnight Sweet Child, Sweet Child of Mine!”
by;pd
~Inspired by Leonora’s *picture contest~
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