Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2014
11
Take my hand
place it over your chest,
off centered to the left,
and breathe.
There is so much nostalgia
in the way your heart beats,
I feel like
I've spent my whole life
counting the spaces between them,
holding my breath till your next.
Take my hands
between yours
and look me in the eye:
I will love you,
love you till I can't remember my own name,
and then some.
Fa Be O
Written by
Fa Be O
361
   Fa Be O
Please log in to view and add comments on poems