Ours fingers entwined as a puzzle made of ribbon but our fears attempt to burn the pieces. Don't be so cold, you're already as fragile as thin ice. Reaching out thinking I can bring us closer I am taken by the warmth and softness of us so close, I fall as well. Sitting upon a swing set, rocking back and forth. Always close but always too far. hopefully the two find each other but sadly they're both blind.
What is love? Do you even know what it is, if you do ....
· Sat Jun 07, 2014 @ 06:10am · 0 Comments