Poetry

Take My Hand

“Because, darling,
all of my dreams
begin and end
with you.”

Won’t you follow me where our dreams are pulling us? Just like a tide, guided by the moon, take my hand and let’s escape. I would love to see that carefree smile across your face again. To see the sunlight hit your eyes and cast off an endless kaleidoscope of blue. Darling, if you just come with me, we will find new adventures. We will make our own stories to tell. Because, all of my dreams begin and end with you. And I know, if we are together, we will make it through anything.

Β© Sarah Doughty

So, darling, take my hand.

This was written for day twenty-five
of November Notes.
Across The Sea
by The Sweeplings

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