Good afternoon everyone! A quick tip of the kippah and yesiree, it's Friday! Hip-hip hoorah! We've made it to the end of this fourth week of November, a decent shortened week indeed, but the madness persists all around us, as only big business and its cast of characters would have it. Our good friend, that post-Thanksgiving capper has been waiting patiently all morning to take us into a busy, but gentle weekend! And now, yes you guessed it! It's spanking brand-new poem-time! And remember dear readers, please tell someone you love them and always, always, enjoy!!! Give Me Your Hands I Want To Hold Them In Mine
You cry softly so that no one will hear, but I do
I always do
One million miles won’t keep us apart
I cannot nurse your broken heart, for you won’t let me
(So girl please)
Give me your hands
I want to hold them
In mine
(And tell you that I love you)
Oh sadness in your soul
Dig deep into the hole, that broken shell
That you never want to come out of
You walk in the desert, as the sun burns your eyes
But you don’t feel it
You fall to the ground
I cannot heal it
I lift you with my hands
You lift me with my heart
Your breathe a sigh
I ask you to let me inside
You refuse
You suffer in peace
I go to pieces
(Oh please girl)
Give me your hands
I want to hold them
In mine
(And tell you that I love you)
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