Pour Into Me

This reminded me of my youth. Friendship and Love. Love in Friendship.

Poet Rummager

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I can be your secret friend.

Pour into me all your dreams.

Tell me thoughts you keep hidden.

I’ll stay silent.

I’ll listen.

Take me into your bed.

Slide your finger down my spine.

I’ll sit here patiently on your lap.

You can take all your time.

Turn me here

and turn me there.

Spread me open –

I won’t tear.

*Inspired by my writer’s journal

– Photo by Matthew Bowden from freeimages.com

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