SequoiaGrows

Let me catch your hand

Let our smile run across the quay,

And so on, until the dawn

Takes the night to its prom

And a sleepy puppy                            

Hides from sun rays.

Let’s play a trick on fatigue and sleep

Let’s run long,

Trough stars, to unknown.

Then,

When noon

Cherishes your palms,

Sneak in quietly,

Make your arms my home.

C’mon if you’re brave,

Let’s trick the winter,

The ice and snow flakes!

At the end they’ll say:

There’s no such thing as cold,

Once you play the hugging game.