InevitabilityA Poem by Katie KistlerL
it is always you with coffee eyes
always you who sang my poetry always you who asked, "why do you always talk about taking hands" darling... I'm but a self-proclaimed saccharine lovesick artist-- touch-starved and lonesome but for the graphite extension of my fingers, of my tongue; if there were a world in which I could hold your hand instead I wouldn't be writing about it © 2017 Katie Kistler |
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Added on April 7, 2017 Last Updated on April 7, 2017 Author
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