are often unsteady;
you could see it when
I write,
as the words
form on formerly
blank
sheets in a jumbled mess
though not devoid of
meaning
as I found it
with my hand
kept safely in yours.
are often unsteady;
you could see it when
I write,
as the words
form on formerly
blank
sheets in a jumbled mess
though not devoid of
meaning
as I found it
with my hand
kept safely in yours.
Holding hands with someone you love
can make days shine ever so brightly,
doesn't it? :)
