Her Pt. 1

Sleep I say as her eyes grow heavy 

as I brush my fingers lightly against her face 

I lul her to sleep telling her how I adore her

whispering sweet nothings in her ear

which results in her snuggling closer to me 

my heart burns with desire 

I can't wait to start a family with her 

You know, I am not religious but 

I bow my head and pray that she stays 

To comfort me and so I can comfort her 

I hold her close to my chest 

We are human

We are pure 

We are true 

This poem is about: 



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