tulips

October 23, 2017

Tulips

A reminder that I am loved

providing guidance through a lonely night.

A quiet voice telling me that I am more than my vicious thoughts

subtly tracing my skin with harmonious fingers

my skin is etched with the word love

for I feel it too.

A reminder that I am loved.

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