SILVER FINGERPRINT
FAITHE HALTTE
By ADRIAN PIEDRA MARTINEZPublished 5 years ago • Updated 4 years ago • 1 min read
A hearts divine right to choose who it does
A fires desire is to burn through us
A mountain’s will, to reach the clouds
Your eyes from a far
I can see through the crowd
The spark which you overt
Glows as vividly as the moon
Like a beacon illuminating a whole desert at noon
Your silver fingerprints
Tattooed on my skin like a rune
No other words I could write
No other words I could cite
No other way I can sing
To describe how I feel within
No other way I can sing
To vanish the fire within
About the Creator
ADRIAN PIEDRA MARTINEZ
Poetry that tingles your fingertips and sizzle's your veins through heavenly pain.
SHE/THEY - CUBAN - 24
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed.
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.