Sunday, January 11, 2009
Hands
I went to marina today... this could start my posting here.
The shoulders rubbed
The shadows collided
Yet the melody of love amidst
Never subsided.
They were everywhere
Two by two going about in clenches
Or around waists in benches
A lone ranger wanders
Them in the pockets
Desiring for sheilds
Especially above his sockets.
A heartbeat went missing
With every couple he saw kissing
She never did held his hand
It wasn't them who made things possible
But when his eyes on her name land
His heart felt it again.
Cease the thought, cease the vision
Give up on that impossible mission.
He nearly went mad, yes it was true,
He wished he was holding hands with you.
The person this is for probably wont read it.
