I feel the arms of my skin, the hairs as they stand,
yearning and outstretched, what is it they demand?
They seek peace and envy those that behold such a gift,
maybe for a little while, you’ll be so kind enough to give?
Perhaps a mere drop, just a little something for the soul,
so that just for a little while, I may once again feel whole.
Dara
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 3:11 PM UTC
I feel the arms of my skin, the hairs as they stand,
yearning and outstretched, what is it they demand?
They seek peace and envy those that behold such a gift,
maybe for a little while, you’ll be so kind enough to give?
Perhaps a mere drop, just a little something for the soul,
so that just for a little while, I may once again feel whole.
Dara
(written ~ 2 years ago)
