2 September 2012
It's almost too good To stick This thing we have Thrown ourselves Right in the middle of, Feels like it might Slip through my fingers Like I'm clutching at mist, It might find away To escape from both Our hearts if we let Time and distance Set us apart. There's nothing I can do Except let you know I'm attached to this Like superglue And I've no intention Of ever letting go.
© Kim H. 2nd September 2012
Stick • Opuss № I