She Believes
Lover, see?
Your lover, me,
Your woman who breathes
For the love she receives.
She believes that, alone,
There’s nothing called home,
In rapture, she’s captured,
Your sea-skipping stone.
Copyright © Annabelle Jane | Year Posted 2012
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