The fleeting feeling
Of a hand brushed against one another
A moment of eye contact
That makes your stomach turn
A witness to a love so beautiful
But yet one that will never be
: sometimes the universe is cruel-ray
YOU ARE READING
the book of poems
PoetryThe feelings of an author ,buried deep inside to bleed out on paper
sometimes the universe is cruel
The fleeting feeling
Of a hand brushed against one another
A moment of eye contact
That makes your stomach turn
A witness to a love so beautiful
But yet one that will never be
: sometimes the universe is cruel-ray