Dear Hands,
Write if you must but do not fall in love with the words
Words cannot love you, they can hurt but you cannot bring a metaphor to a gunfight

Dear Arms,
Reach if you must but as far as you go its impossible to stretch across the world
Instead grasp ones close that can extend your appendages
Like gypsies cascading around a fire, show them how to glow becoming silhouettes to the dark

Dear Heart,
Fill with personalities if you must but do not be afraid to bleed
How else could we prove our humanity?
Be courageously prepared. Tattered hearts have always been my favorite anyway

Dear Hands,
Prevail if you must but you cannot bring a metaphor to a gun fight

Dear Feet,
Wander if you must but do not be afraid to run away
I know your fast but do not overdue it
Remove your shoes and sense the scenery
Your shoes can only protect so much
Do not fall for every girl with clean sneakers

Dear Skin,
Somehow hold this together but do not hide all the scars