Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2011
Six inches
Between happiness and heartache
Reaching, stretching, every muscle aching
Every heartbeat sounds as a drum
Empty space
Never before has it had feeling
Now, it is cold
And heavy
So close
Yet the distance grows farther
With every passing second
Six inches
All that stood between my fingers
And your love
You took a step

Seven inches
Tins Nox
Written by
Tins Nox  Neverland
(Neverland)   
822
   Tins Nox
Please log in to view and add comments on poems