Friday, June 1, 2012

Prose



If arms could stretch and reach miles afar,
If legs could spring and jump over mountains and seas
I'd catapult and propel myself to where you are,
I'd be conquering the distances and crossing all boundaries.
Beautiful soul, never have I seen my limbs to be of such pathetic disposition, in days before,
until tonight when I recognize how truly they are puny,
to yearn for you as they've never yearned then
but can do nothing more.


-myinkstainedheart.tumblr.com

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