Poems from marisa.solis51
His hands reach for mine.
They reach for a part of my soul
That I keep
Guarded,
Untouched.
He yearns for it,
And I for him.
Yet, I do not...
One job may change my life.
It could be becoming an astronaut
Or
Becoming a Power Ranger
Like I always dreamed
When I was five.
One job...