I asked you to share your hands with me, you said you couldn't keep them off me even if you tried.
I asked you to share your body with me, you said whatever part I wanted, it was mine.
I asked you to share your heart with me, but you still haven't responded.
YOU ARE READING
humans
Poetry"Being human means constantly trying to find the light." -Kevin Kantor & Sienna Burnett "Phases" (poetry written in form of journal entries)
