****** into a vacuum of unknown variables and invariable outcomes,
Yet here I am, tracing the lines of your silhouette for as long as you need,
Grains of sand, blown and washed away,
One
By
One
Clasp your hand in mine,
Intertwined,
We'll be forever clutching all we have,
Those grains of sand
Mar 9, 2013
Mar 9, 2013 at 11:37 PM UTC
****** into a vacuum of unknown variables and invariable outcomes,
Yet here I am, tracing the lines of your silhouette for as long as you need,
Grains of sand, blown and washed away,
One
By
One
Clasp your hand in mine,
Intertwined,
We'll be forever clutching all we have,
Those grains of sand