poems Compression July 26, 2013July 25, 2013by heather anne Compression in chest, hold heart in hands. Tenderly infuse potential. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Some call it red 
What is the context?
Like slow dozes of love.. In portions.
You make it a requirement to get back on the horse. Nicely done.