NATURE OF THE LAY LOW

If I could wrap you up in a cashmere embrace, I would hold you close until you found who you are.

I would rock you gently to the rhythms of the lunar tide and whisper your name softly until you became the sound.

My strength and affection would shield the fragile skin of your soul until I myself became weary and lonely.

If I could choose to do so, I would crack your heart open on the anvil of our friendship and forge your essence into the shape of your dreams.

But all of these things you must do for yourself.

I can only stand by and wish on your wings.

Copyright 2009

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s