holding my heart
like a wounded dove
in my palm
it flutters delicate wings
that tickle fingertips
when you reach out
to gently stroke it
reading the story in my eyes
you support my shaking hand
with yours
we hold it together
and both dove
and I
sigh
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved
Oh this… ❤
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Thank you my friend
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Always, Lady!
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<3<3
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More than liked. Loved even. You had me at the title and Slayed me with the poetry
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I am so glad it moved you so profoundly
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