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A Man who Feels
She's tired of hearts that flex but never feel Of charm that glitters, hollow as glass She craves a soul who knows that wounds can heal By listening first, not letting judgement pass She needs a man whose strength is grace Whose pride bends low to meet her teary eyes Who doesn't flinch when shadows cross her face But stays until her inner storm subsides For empathy's the fire love must defend It warms what time and tempers try to chill Without its light, desire meets its end And bodies touch while hearts are standing still So let him come well aware A man who feels and shows her he is there
By Brittany Benko3 months ago in Poets
The Ghost That Rocked My Baby
The Ghost That Rocked My Baby Every evening at twilight, before the stars would wake, my baby’s little cradle would gently start to shake. No footsteps crossed the floorboards, no shadow crossed the room, only soft and silent rocking through the gathering gloom.
By ♿ V+ Marie381Uk 3 months ago in Poets
