Would you Call me...Yours?
Is it Ok…. Would it be Ok… If I gripped your hand And feel the bliss of the sun In their warmth? I’m finding balance On an uneven cable wire Stretching my arms held by the wind Hairsbreadth away from missing While I’m imagining You, reaching out for me At the other end of the wire Cursing my spunky stunt In order to blend in your acrobatic realm While I do…would it be Ok… If I call out on you Not minding who hears my echo On my self-made stage Proclaiming my unknown existence Inside my lonely... Sign in to see full entry.