Worlds On Fingertips Poem by Karina Lakeyeva

Ch: Longing for your touch,
Missing you so much...
I can't take it any longer
But I know I must be stronger...
Whispers from your lips,
Worlds on fingertips...
We just have to wait and maybe
Soon we'll have each other, baby...

I. In non-existance or in peril
To listen to a prescient heart -
Like horses wild, like flowers feral,
So often fearing to start...
With bare soul I felt fenceless
And hid in rumpled phrases' case
But just one sight made things less senceless -
Just one sight at your dear face.

Ch.

II. The weeks of happiness are misted
With missing, all of me just starves
For everything that preexisted
This separation of the halves...

Ch.