|
|
|
|
|
Touch the Sky
I used to carry this big old world
On my shoulders and back
I used to lie inside my room
Wondering where I'm at
I felt a chill running through my veins
And wondered, would I be saved?
I felt the ice building in my soul
Would it melt away?
He's a warm breeze
Breathing life into me
He's the sunlight
Shining down on me
He's finnaly mine
My Boyfriend
by: Heather
Rate this poem!
|
|
|
|
