Needing a life;
Am I lonely? Do I look lonely?
Is there a sign on my face that says for sale?
Vacancy, open for company?
Which includes short nights, no fights and lots of good loving. Wrapping you’re arms around me like a cotton blanket draped over the shoulders of a sweet pale honey face lady. Am I your baby? Or maybe I should be; will that in its self-stop me from being lonely? But I don’t feel lonely; mentally you see me as I stand alone; but spiritually you can’t see me at all. We do not run on the same road; yours is a lot closer to home
Published by Cierra Nicole Crews