The Pocket & The Anchor
My heart was fluttering on the wind and it landed on his hat. It fell into his chest pocket and therein it stays. Safe. For I've made a pleasing little home in his pocket.
and so our story goes.
But now, my heart has an anchor, too. A strong anchor that keeps me tethered to this world.
And here I'll stay. Happily tethered to this world.
By the strength of an anchor and the safety of a pocket.
My loves.
and so our story goes.
But now, my heart has an anchor, too. A strong anchor that keeps me tethered to this world.
And here I'll stay. Happily tethered to this world.
By the strength of an anchor and the safety of a pocket.
My loves.