"Our Hands Together" :
Your hand in mine,
such a beautiful thing,
our fingers pressing against each line;
In this I find hope-
Our hands the most holy shrine-
our hands conjoined as one,
and fear cannot breech,
and fear cannot overcome.
But in fear we lose it all,
the obstacles create new problems,
as we struggle to break your wall,
each time we try and touch each others fingers,
to short we fall.
In fear you laugh off seriousness,
your laughter summoning my fear brings me to isolation,
looking at you so I think "how mysterious" ,
am I losing it, am I becoming delirious?
Fear, such an ugly thing,
but your hands so beautiful,
I would fear for one touch of them,
for one taste of them,
for one seconds existence running through my hair down my face again,
but here I am looking into the sky,
empty hands,
watching the clouds go by,
your hand in mine I dream of,
our hands together once more IN love,
our hands together, dont you think of?
2006-06-26
10:11:49
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nick p
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