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 X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest 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.