Simple

And who are you to come to me,

With nothing in your calloused hands,

aside from maybe that heart dangling from you're sleeve.

And who am I not to realize

that maybe that's exactly what I need.
 

Reviews

[17thWhitePrince]

wow ... very very nicely written indeed :)
short and "simple" ... I really liked it a lot :)
a very very wonderful piece indeed :)

[Eagle Cruagh]

Yes !

Your poem is simple, but it is also complex because
you say so much about life and relationships in
just a few words.

Not only are you a great talent with words, but your
titles shine above all others.

Thank you for another gem.

------ Eagle Cruagh