"Hold my hand
Her quiet eyes widened,
and a little question mark
peek-a-boos
at
the edges of her lashes.
?"
His fingertips laced into hers.
Nail against nail.
Wrist to wrist.
There, I can almost feel your heart beat.
It is the surest thing
next to
gravity
in this
s t a r r y
universe,
sweet-heart.
Apr 13, 2014
Apr 13, 2014 at 8:13 AM UTC
"Hold my hand
Her quiet eyes widened,
and a little question mark
peek-a-boos
at
the edges of her lashes.
?"
His fingertips laced into hers.
Nail against nail.
Wrist to wrist.
There, I can almost feel your heart beat.
It is the surest thing
next to
gravity
in this
s t a r r y
universe,
sweet-heart.
