Medz Myrig
1, 2, 3, Tap, tap, tap I heard your steps, in the darkness, in the yard. I hid my little body under my duvet pretending to sleep in quiet. You walked inside and lit the light, then stood patiently Called me in tender drops. I rose my head above the bed. I looked at you standing there with your tiny body and braided hair with an apron around your waist like a servant serving her head?...