Upon My Skin
Upon my skin you move like an eagle on the wind,
Caress the mind with a voice that ease’s my pain.
Feather light kiss with honey dew lip’s place on closed eye lids,
You sooth my soul with all you do,
Yet your heart from me is kept behind locked door.
Won’t you let me in and share the pain you keep hidden,
So I may return the joy that is so freely given.
Copyright © Patrick Dacosta | Year Posted 2009
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