Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2015
I wait for the day that I can feel your hand clutch mine.
For the day I can smooth down your hair out of love.
Feel your soft cheeks against mine.
Except I have to wait,
Simply because I do not have a partner yet,
Or know if I can ever hold a little child of my imagination like you in my arms.
Rockie
Written by
Rockie  18/F
(18/F)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems