do you feel that?
the soft touch people call "Love"
a violent tug gently etching its way
into the broken corners of your heart.
i hope you do,
because i can't see the smile
pushing up the shape of your cheeks
i just wanted to kiss it, over and over.
before i met you,
these hollow bones i call my hands
were broken and bruised,
unable to touch and hold.
but now these lanky arms,
found its use,
it found shelter and love,
wrapped around you.
Jul 18, 2013
Jul 18, 2013 at 3:07 PM UTC
do you feel that?
the soft touch people call "Love"
a violent tug gently etching its way
into the broken corners of your heart.
i hope you do,
because i can't see the smile
pushing up the shape of your cheeks
i just wanted to kiss it, over and over.
before i met you,
these hollow bones i call my hands
were broken and bruised,
unable to touch and hold.
but now these lanky arms,
found its use,
it found shelter and love,
wrapped around you.
