Stay close to me - hold me, while I fear the smallest dust around us.
Greater than words of hundreds is your presence, so calm and collected.
Just stay near. Nothing more to fear.
We walk again.
With nothing more than dust around us.
There is nothing to fear.
YOU ARE READING
The Notebook rambles
PoetryIntroducing the first (and earliest) of this notebook writers pickings of so-called poetry. Verses about love, sadness, thoughts on the world and some introspection. Might include dreamy escapism to nature, teenage/young adult notions of romance and...
