If hands
could reach
right through
this screen
I’d rest
your head
upon
my knees
I’d stroke
your hair
‘til you
believe
That we’ll
conquer
our hopes
and dream
This year
like those
now too
shall pass
And though
at times
it won’t
be fast
We’ll close
the distance
with
our words
Which now
the world
will all
have heard
If hands
that write
could bring
you close
And…
If hands
that write
could bring
you close
I’d write
enough
to bear
us both
I’d write
until my
fingers
bleed
You must
believe
you’re all
I need.
YOU ARE READING
Ink Stuff
PuisiA drop of ink defines thousands of memories and millions of emotions. Cover by: Desi_damsel
