Calloused fingertips
strong and steady, but
not quite naive enough to
play her strings
I guess the thrill she got
from taking shots
the fleeting glances,
and skin contact
Were familiar warnings
He came to know
Once upon a very
very long time ago
She could never understand
The distance he kept
Or why his face was always sad
Why he so seldom wept
But he learned his lesson
once a very very long time ago
If you don't fall for blessings
You won't have to watch them go
Dec 24, 2012
Dec 24, 2012 at 4:11 PM UTC
Calloused fingertips
strong and steady, but
not quite naive enough to
play her strings
I guess the thrill she got
from taking shots
the fleeting glances,
and skin contact
Were familiar warnings
He came to know
Once upon a very
very long time ago
She could never understand
The distance he kept
Or why his face was always sad
Why he so seldom wept
But he learned his lesson
once a very very long time ago
If you don't fall for blessings
You won't have to watch them go
