Jump Poem by Jennifer Nash

Jump



Your hands are everywhere, caressing my face, stroking my hair.
Delicately you whisper things I've always longed to hear,
I know I can trust you so I jump without fear.

Monday, November 1, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: fear,hair,trust
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