My love is to fragile,
for you to handle with shaky hands.
My love is to great,
for you to hold in weak arms.
My love is to deep,
for you to drink on a weak stomach.
My hand fits a little to perfectly in yours.
My laugh is to harmonic with yours.
I love like a river and you love like a wall,
that is why my love I leave you tonight,
with nothing to hold in your hands and arms,
and your throat dry without a word.
- Title: my love
- Artist: Zoe of your sin
- Description: just a poem I wrote.
- Date: 09/04/2009
- Tags: love