In Security
of your keen hug
I lay, curled,
pondering
nonsense of wings
I once had claimed.
In your hug,
progressively,
I was given form.
Gently, my smile
confirmed I was born.
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In Security
of your keen hug
I lay, curled,
pondering
nonsense of wings
I once had claimed.
In your hug,
progressively,
I was given form.
Gently, my smile
confirmed I was born.
Bar,
You make me smile.
Hack
I gave someone a wink with this.
Sorry. But if I make you smile, I am glad! (smiley)
"lied" in l. 3 should be lay.
There's a wonderfully light-hearted energy to this.
Thank you Lyov Nikolayevich, for your expert eye... (is your Russian as good as your English?)
Ashamedly yours...