darling divine

I hide in places where the stars are constant and I can paint the things I see 
I dream of Sunday snuggles and the sharing of socks
We play house like when I was a girl, with tea cups and fancy drinks
I am the best little host in town and you, you are my biggest fan
I love the way you graze my cheek and how your shirt absorbs my tears
You can silence all my worries and the experiences that formed my fears
I love the laughter down the hall, from two little children who are ignorant to it all
They have nothing to fear, nothing to dread because I promise to always be near
I dream of a place where picket fences are replaced by lights
where you consume these simple nights

1 comment:

Shaylynn;) said...

I love you.

The end.