love in my hand

your eyes are opened wide but not seeing 

heart felt and deep, starring way beyond me
in another time I would have followed
my consciousness does not fully agree
hand in hand I am filled with such sorrow
still hoping, somehow this is all a dream
dripping all over my reality
with me questioning every little thing
blood dries black while staining my fingertips

Acrostic Poem

Love is a Four Letter Word

Copyright © 2014 by Patrick B Vince