dear bukureshe,
never did i think i would be able to
trust other hands with my broken heart
and hurting soul but i found a warm and
beautiful place beneath your coat where
i lay my head on your chest to listen to
your heartbeat shut out the world with
its sweet fluttering and i began to love
again.
Love,
JANEisnotplain 12.22.2011
@ 0400am
