Stripe-less Proportions
Your lovely stripes,
Consume me when I am lost.
Hold me when I'm scared,
And have kept me for all eternity.
Taking me to a place
Of epic proportions,
Unable to be described by the human eye.
Full of love and not hate,
Away from the judgement set by society.
Such a wonderful place to be
Walking in your presence,
I hope I can be
Only as good as you wanted me to be.
poem by Chris Cariad
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