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it was brief, too brief for something that would stay this long. a greeting, a moment dressed as something ordinary, your name meeting mine like it had been waiting somewhere before us, but it was your hand, your hand that changed the light when our palms met the world didn’t stop, no, it softened… like everything harsh suddenly remembered how to be gentle, and you, you became clearer as if my eyes had been closed until that exact second not just beautiful no, that would be too easy a word you were something warmer, something that didn’t ask to be seen yet demanded to be felt. the way you stood, half turned, half smiling, like you knew something the rest of the world hadn’t caught up to yet and i’ve been thinking how something so small could leave something so permanent, how a hand could hold more than touch, because now every memory of you begins there. in that quiet spark between skin and skin, and i wonder if you felt it too, or if i’m the only one still holding onto a moment that never let go of me.
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Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 4:53 AM UTC
The language of your hands by HDM ZIBULA
it was brief, too brief for something that would stay this long. a greeting, a moment dressed as something ordinary, your name meeting mine like it had been waiting somewhere before us, but it was your hand, your hand that changed the light when our palms met the world didn’t stop, no, it softened… like everything harsh suddenly remembered how to be gentle, and you, you became clearer as if my eyes had been closed until that exact second not just beautiful no, that would be too easy a word you were something warmer, something that didn’t ask to be seen yet demanded to be felt. the way you stood, half turned, half smiling, like you knew something the rest of the world hadn’t caught up to yet and i’ve been thinking how something so small could leave something so permanent, how a hand could hold more than touch, because now every memory of you begins there. in that quiet spark between skin and skin, and i wonder if you felt it too, or if i’m the only one still holding onto a moment that never let go of me.
"It’s crazy how a simple touch can make someone feel unforgettable.”
#love#softtouch
HDMZIBULA
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HDMZIBULA
East London
Apr 26
Apr 26, 2026 at 4:53 AM UTC
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