Today, I decided to write your heart.
by Kewayne Wadley
Not using pen nor paper.
But the throb of my heart quivering through the touch of my skin.
With the gentle trail of braille goosebumps, littered across my arm.
Do you hear how loud they speak,
Longing for the warmth of you to be near.
Though strings of fabric, woven together to make skin.
Today I wrote to your heart.
Simply just because