R.J. Posted December 30, 2011 Report Share Posted December 30, 2011 Little Things Little things—like the brief second When your hand makes contact with mine, Or the moment when you close your eyes And I can freely, really, look at you— Whisper into the cracks of my stone resolve. And I find myself yielding Inch by inch—turning seconds to minutes, Waiting for the moment you’d open your eyes Just to catch a glimpse of what they hide. But. The fear of the unknown blinds, And I’d never know whether the little things To you remain as little things, The way they tower over my consciousness, Or not. Or not. Link to comment
Camy Posted December 30, 2011 Report Share Posted December 30, 2011 It's lovely, Rad. :) Link to comment
colinian Posted December 31, 2011 Report Share Posted December 31, 2011 Fantastic, Rad! Link to comment
R.J. Posted December 31, 2011 Author Report Share Posted December 31, 2011 :) Thank you, guys. Glad you like it. Link to comment
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