There is a certain weight <br />In the wait of loving you <br />Waiting for you to hold me <br />Is holding me down <br />and only in purest moments <br />When holding is withheld <br />am I able to bring myself upright <br />Belly open to the sky <br />To sing out my birth right <br />Until suddenly <br />and without notice <br />I am holding once again <br /> <br />for love<br /><br />Jordan Victoria St. Cristi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/holding-patterns/
