Saturday, July 15, 2017

Comprehension.

Comprehension.
And if I touched
Hands of snow,
I should warm them,
Make them glow.
Your reticence
I would address,
Through an honest.
Friendly caress.
How would you
Cope with my fear,
Stop me trembling
Dry my tears?
With wet hands
Coated in salty ice,
Collecting tears whilst lying,
Trying to think twice.
Make haste,
Drop the daisies.
Run home,
Before everything
Is too late.
It is only
Through inaction,
We can deny
Our love is Fate.
(Gerry Aldridge © 2017)