Fingers tangle, lact, and knot
Getting lost in each other's palm
Tuck the misplaced hair behind their lover's ear,
Writing love letters to each other,
Leaving a simple message:
"Love is here to stay"
Hello,
Is made in soft streaks of lead.
We're different you know.
Your heart skips beats
When you're dreaming.
Mine is too afraid of missing anything
But it murmurs its musings on occasion.
Your heart is innocent.
Like the front poch light left on for you,
It waits.
It wants you to come home.
But step out of the light
And let yourself fall into the dark.
Let your self fall into the arms of someone else.
My words are stuttering.
Their courage is leaking,
seeping through paper skin.
Words are wound healers,
but poison resides in their veins.
Great poem! I wanted to read this for the poetry contest...but you have to be famous :(
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