I'm letting you hold this cup
It's full of water don't take a gulp
I'm trusting you with my all
So don't let it drop and on the ground fall
I'm letting you hold this fragile pot
It's from the world's most insignificant dot
She's got a myriad of dissappointments
I'm trusting you, hoping that you are not a dissappointment
I'm letting you hold these ordinary keys
It's for the most important room in the world
To you that may look like a bunch of monkeys
But I'm trust you hoping that you find the lost pearl
YOU ARE READING
Behind The Sun
PoetryThe sunset must be felt, not seen. For we could have never known what could have been. 👑mèmamamé
