Sits Upon My Sleeve
My heart sits upon my sleeve
Awaiting your stroke of love
Nothing can penetrate me
More than your soft blue eyes
But alas, those are the eyes
That bring me such peace
With a calming gesture of love
I await to pet your hair
And feel each and every piece
Of its pleasures, heartfelt love
Placed upon my sleeve
Just awaiting your stroke of love
Russell Sivey
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