PS Conway: - nestle down here in the crook of my arm, release your fear that smothers love’s beckon, bask with me in window-lit apricity, let my lips soothe your worry away, the day is waning soft, like a prayer in a sunset graveyard, buried in snow.

- nestle down here in the crook of my arm, release your fear that smothers love’s beckon, bask with me in window-lit apricity, let my lips soothe your worry away, the day is waning soft, like a prayer in a sunset graveyard, buried in snow. - #poetry #vss365