Monday 2 April 2018

Hold me

cannot move 
I cannot think
I cannot be blind
I cannot not want to find.

You hold my hand
And you shall hold my heart 
You are good 
And no one can say otherwise 
My heart is humble and does not need to prise.

You a beautiful 
You are handsome
You are worth of life
The aggressor shall be distant 
The victor shall be gods child 
Hence the gentleness to feel mild. 
 
Jason Andrews 
2nd April 2018
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