Smoke a little
**** a litte
Keep a little
Give a little
Love more
Sand falls from hands
Because that is not what they are meant to hold
Hands grasp chests
Because that is the natural magnet
Hands hold hands
Because they’re fitted for each other
Four fingers just in case
But one thumb per hand
Because there’s really only one
Two hands
Because everyone deserves a second chance.
Sep 27, 2010
Sep 27, 2010 at 5:16 AM UTC
Smoke a little
**** a litte
Keep a little
Give a little
Love more
Sand falls from hands
Because that is not what they are meant to hold
Hands grasp chests
Because that is the natural magnet
Hands hold hands
Because they’re fitted for each other
Four fingers just in case
But one thumb per hand
Because there’s really only one
Two hands
Because everyone deserves a second chance.
© Roxanne Pepin 2010
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