A subtle scent winds through the soft breeze, Carrying slight sweetness and the crispness of fresh autumn apples Gingerly, I pluck one from an outstretched branch, Feeling its cold, smooth skin in my little hands
Tag: Hands
Pulling Strings
Slender strings strung tight, You shamble forward, One forced step at a time Free will, freedom, dreams, All a hopeless ideal, The strings control Your every move
Girl Meets Girl
Years and years later, When the two girls were much older, They still walked alongside one another, Warm hands clasped tightly together An expression of forever
The Warmth of Your Hands
I still remember the warmth of your gentle hands as they intertwined with mine.
Introverted Creativity 