
I am the girl
who holds every word
received
in her hands.
Searches each paragraph
with hope,
of finding a piece
adoration for me.
I am the girl
who holds every word
received
in her hands.
Searches each paragraph
with hope,
of finding a piece
adoration for me.
held exclusive
could it be true,
if that was me
in the midst of you,
your arms wrapped
yet, I in full view,
secure in mutual adoration
crimson and verdant long overdue.
Words
Billions and Billions go unsaid
Touch
Billions and Billions pulled back
Kiss
Billions and Billions turned aside
What we’d have if we just accepted
A constant surge of wants and needs
Take them, please
Fight with me about adversities
I’ll take what I can get
This silence is killing me