Jul 2019
The very night seems tangible;
something grasped,
But only in memory.
It is interwoven with time,
emotions.
It is threaded tight,
forever tied
to her very thoughts,
her very core.
She won’t ever let it go.
something grasped,
But only in memory.
It is interwoven with time,
emotions.
It is threaded tight,
forever tied
to her very thoughts,
her very core.
She won’t ever let it go.
Do you sometimes feel like you can reach out and touch, feel, grab an exact moment? That your fists can be full of clouds, of stars? Do you? Cause I do. Sometimes.
