Leather gloves


Soft as butter

Black as the night

Lined for warmth

Smooth for the ride

In mornings they are needed

Forgotten in the heat

A simple item worn as a second skin

Primitive, accepted and I am yet to see the sin. 


Can I have it?


The happy ending.
The one I want.
The path I’m on, can it support my need?

The future happiness.
The end goal.
I live for tomorrow, I lose out on today.

Can I find a middle ground?
The end I want and the joy for right now?

Can I have it?