i come back to you <br />to set the cracks caused <br />in this clay mold <br />not once do you turn me down <br />you simply touch-heal <br />to seal the cracks and help me <br />stand steady and smile <br />this loving touch of yours <br />remakes me time and again <br />your caring hands are always <br />ready to gently hold me <br />whenever i stumble... <br /> <br />12jul2010 <br />14.05hrs<br /><br />indira babbellapati<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-him-i-know-not-xiii/
