Butter fingers
I reached out my arms and I touched you
With soft words, I whispered your name
Yes I held you right on the tips of my fingers
But that was as close as I came
Somebody took you when I was not looking, and I should have known right from the start
That it’s a long, long way
from the tips of my fingers
to the deep hidden deep
in your heart
Sonny Parkes
Owlthorpe