It’s been a while since I wanted to hold someone’s hand wanted to hold them in my arms and sketch their face, their smile melting into memory each time I paint it on feels like I’ve struck gold I want to keep on digging. June 2, 2016
poetry, and other writings
It’s been a while since I wanted to hold someone’s hand wanted to hold them in my arms and sketch their face, their smile melting into memory each time I paint it on feels like I’ve struck gold I want to keep on digging. June 2, 2016