Emma
I took hold of your hands and held them tight. The reassurance fed me, watered me as though I was one of the flowers in your garden. I felt like I was a child, being gently embraced, by it’s nurturing father.
I took hold of your hands and held them tight. The reassurance fed me, watered me as though I was one of the flowers in your garden. I felt like I was a child, being gently embraced, by it’s nurturing father.