Fragile

The way you touch my hair,

And the way you touch my cheek,

Makes me feel

Fragile.

The way you kiss my head,

And the way you kiss my pink nose,

Makes me feel

Fragile.

The way you carry me in your arms,

And the way you turn me around,

Make me feel

Fragile.


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