Touch Of your Left Hand

Babe, wont you let me take?
the risk of crying out your name.
Into the open space.
for the whole world to hear.

Wont you let me take?
The risk of taking your hand.
I may not be strong.
But to take the stand.
With you..

I'm scared to even talk
I break, slowly torn apart
From the thought
The touch of your
Left hand.
But you're so far.

Wont you let me take?
The risk of following you.
To watch you smile
And all of my dreams
Will come true.




Poetry by Manish Pokharel
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Written on 2018-08-19 at 18:31

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