Sapio the Series by Lala Barnard - HTML preview

Corny

Let’s be corny

And pretend my voice

Can travel through the wind

And find its way to you

How would that help my love?

How would that satisfy you?

How would that fill the outline,

Of what I expect to see when I wake?

To miss you is a sport I’m terribly unfit for

My arms were not designed to hold an image of you

My kisses must feel the surface of your lips

To seal the love I’ve declared

I may be clingy, I may be needy

But how else will you know I love you?

If there was any other way to love,

Would you even believe it?

Neither would I.