I'll wrap you with a rope
and pull you closer to me
so you can stay here
in the sea with me,
or either we'll have company
The police dogs will follow
if you didn't run,
if you didn't move to a
useful situation.
when you let your hands
getting a lovely trouble
traveling their back
and feeling their heartbeats
once in a time you wish
you could stay silently
wrapped or roped with them,
you close your eyes
to focus the feels more,
in my dreams?
It ends up with
hand held in hand,
laughs, beauty, eyes, warmth,
the day that
never ends up with
footsteps back without me
to where we came from or cars,
and if only I had a power to
be invisible I would
let you hide me
in your bag or pocket,
And when they arrive
to take me please
don't get to open the doors.
don't get to open the locker,
I am a free birdy
do not let them transfer me
a little kid who begged
for the love of mummy
like your hugs,
Or the love of daddy
like your advices,
Or the love of sissy
like you always help,
Or the love of brother
where u can protect and warn.
no matter what,
No matter what,
I'll always be by your side,
I'll love u till the day I die.
-ClaryElvis
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the nowhere of believers.
PoetryThis book speaks to people who suffered from the lovely little things, The little things that may slowly destroy us, wether it's before, now, or after. And keep us numb, instead of ignoring all the strength we could have inside. to people w...
