
I see the doubt in your eyes,
The nerve behind your beautiful disguise
And the colours in your hands,
So much in reach,
But so little in your grasp,
I wish you’d grow wings
And leave the bed side alarm,
Smile and dont look back,
Touch but dont get attached,
Branch out and dont fall further,
I see the hope in your eyes,
The pain in your cries,
It doesn’t take much to hurt her.











