I Know Not to Reach For Them.
A poem for a friend.
“In your eyes
I see things I cannot touch
And I know not to reach for them
But I let them touch me
And I cherish these moments
That we’re able to share:
However fleeting they may be”
In your eyes
I see things I know I cannot touch
Maybe I’ll wear it as a disguise
Because I know,
How I know not to reach for them.
