I thought that the first time I touched you It would be with healing hands. That I would pull closed Your wounds Seal up your cracks
By Maegan Bean3 years ago in Poets
I take it back We used to share everything You and I. Now all we share is a name, On a dotted line. I give… Gave
I know that you Don't know Me. Not in any real way. How could you? Being rapt As you are In your own reality In your own perceived