Air Between My Fingers,
Why Do You Treat Me Like A Stray Dog?
Am I Not Good Enough To Hold Your Hand?
The Air Between Us Is So Cold.
Just Hold My Stray Fingers In Between Your Bound Ones.
YOU ARE READING
Figure 8.
PoetryI Figured If I Did This. I Could Figure Out Whats Next. My Fingers Dance The Figure 8. Thats How I'll Start This Mess.
Stray Fingers
Air Between My Fingers,
Why Do You Treat Me Like A Stray Dog?
Am I Not Good Enough To Hold Your Hand?
The Air Between Us Is So Cold.
Just Hold My Stray Fingers In Between Your Bound Ones.
