Held Hands

Held Hands

A Poem by C Peril

I can't be the answer, nor can I be the hope
But I could be the conversation 
that holds you on the rope
Just little words, one step forward, 
two for safety

I could be the voice in the lonely cabin,
soft whispers of rain and drizzle 
and crackling fire

desire 

© 2023 C Peril


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Added on June 3, 2023
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C Peril
C Peril

GY, Humberside, United Kingdom



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Creeping quietly towards 30 years of age. Based in Nowheresville, England. Writer (if we're being liberal with the term). Reader. Hoper. Believer. Lover of music and LFC. more..

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