With your hands
you’re holding my destiny—
the framework of my life
you’re pulling the strings of my feelings
with one—
with other
you’re closing my eyes.
I love to dream
while I’m lying next to you,
overcoming uncertainties and doubts,
creating silhouettes
of our stars in the sky
as the mosaic
of our future.
in your hands
you’ve got my vanity—
in mine
is your silent sincerity
undisguised.
we’re pulling the strings of
our feelings with one—
with another
we’re closing our eyes.
©Tom Del Braco
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