Safe-Keeping
The gust of wind
that escapes my lips,
a gasp of wistfulness
and things that will never be
has touched my heart
allowing me to set yours free,
where I’ve kept it
beneath my pillow for
safe-keeping.
The gust of wind
that escapes my lips,
a gasp of wistfulness
and things that will never be
has touched my heart
allowing me to set yours free,
where I’ve kept it
beneath my pillow for
safe-keeping.