the pen
i stare at the table
and your pen is sitting there
too far away for me to touch
but too close for me to forget
yet i have no desire to touch it
nor any desire to neglect
because as long as they’re your words and your pen
it will forever make a mark
it’ll mark my hand
my pen and my wrist
and my writing reflects your eyes
your...
and your pen is sitting there
too far away for me to touch
but too close for me to forget
yet i have no desire to touch it
nor any desire to neglect
because as long as they’re your words and your pen
it will forever make a mark
it’ll mark my hand
my pen and my wrist
and my writing reflects your eyes
your...