Can we hold on?
They turn echoes of your name Into howling dogs with hisses like snakes I know it aches to hear it all To watch the fouls be celebrated. Even more to ignore the name calls. But can you hold on Till we wander into the world Between voices that bloom flowers And coffee scented mists that warm our palms You know it exists, Where there's origami Embedded on butterfly wings. You know we can go there. So if you can't hold my hand Hold my words Let's charge into a world Between falling snow And blooming petals. Where everything is right Where the ache finally settles. - Shanya