Warm Blooded

AJ

Warmth that is never my own;

 

Or so it feels 

 

Like it needs protecting 

 

  And I don't

 

Warmth, that is felt and loved 

 

 

    -And I love!

 

 

When I feel warmth 

 

But my own is

 

 never my own 

 

Because I'll love

 

Someone else 

 

I love,

 

Always 

  • Author: A.J (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 29th, 2018 13:16
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 7
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