On binders and bookshelves,
My hands and jeans, too,
On pages and papers,
I'll write of you.
On a strip of duct tape,
Across the top of my shoe,
On all my school folders,
I'll write of you.
On my chalkboard pretty in pink,
Across my bracelets, too,
Ink all over my notebooks,
I'll write of you.
In small print on my pencils,
Sometimes larger print too,
On everything that I've written on,
I'll always write of you.
YOU ARE READING
Poured Out on Paper
PoetryCAUTION: This is a collection of my deepest thoughts and feelings. Half of it will NOT make sense to you. Handle with care, because this is my entire heart.... *Poured Out on Paper.*
