Dear Miss Austen

Whilst catching up on a little Jane Austen (my favorite author), I recalled a poem I wrote a while ago and published on an old blog…. Dear  Miss Austen… I wish you were here today I’m sure we would be friends I would express my true admiration Of that I’d not pretend We could write…

In your arms

You think I sleep as you touch my face but I only dream when i’m awake So I lay here in your arms so safe safe and warm in your embrace You hold me tight, I hardly breathe your legs entwined around my knees Come closer my love, closer please and hold me close, till…