I plunge both hands
into the love poem,
surprised to find
they’re now handcuffed there.
November 19, 2019 by Rosemerry
I plunge both hands
into the love poem,
surprised to find
they’re now handcuffed there.
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged love poems, poem, poetry | 6 Comments
Wow.
Sometimes we are scared of the walls we create ourselves. If we step out we can see that life is prettier than it seems
wonderful response! thanks for this perspective!
Oh thank you 🔶
you are so welcome … this one kinda scared me.
Yummy!!!!
Thank you, dear Carol!