See my palm, outstretched arm
It waits for you, my friend
Let's rollick as a pair
Take my hand, my dear gent
To the depths of nowhere
We shall laugh at nothing
And cry for pleasantries
Tap dance to the ocean
Cartwheel through the seas
Happy for a friend, we are
Safe in a brother's hold
7/25/13
YOU ARE READING
Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
