by Emma

Stroke me and I will sing for you,
A sweetened melody,
A continous bittersweet oblivion
Emotion rising with the chorus

Hold my hand and I will cling to you,
Certain in a belief of always
A harmonious and pure connection,
In tune with the beating of two hearts.

The mind of a deep thinker…or complete rubbish…it is all down to interpretation and perception…