Monday, 3 June 2019

amorphous white clouds rise up in my head
made by the little things that I leave unsaid
light as cotton they float and stroll
heavy as emotions cold as my soul
trapped in a cage I can't feel
will you hold me close until I heal?
will you hold onto me and never let me go?
will you take my hand and kiss me slow?
will you embrace the beauty of the rain?
will you stay by my side when I'm in pain?
will you make all our dreams come true?
will you have faith in me like you have faith in you?

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