Melissa Hatch Poems

Born in her mothers whomb,
held so gently in fathers arms,
such grace and ease as a young third born child looks
up at the father with wide eyes and amazement,
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Fallen deep asleep within my skin, falling slumbers with hollow words being spoken, as my soul fallows every brush of light.

From the kisses of the night the soul hushes within the darkness....
As hearts beat with a fallen glow. Calming like the waters of the sea. hear is where i'll be. Stoped in time, showing you who I am for the first
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