Hold my hand
as we walk
away,
down the
road or
between the
trees of the
woods.

Hold my gaze
as we stand
here,
faraway from
prying eyes and
gossiping mimes
without faces
and sound.

Hold me,
as we watch
the stars,
in the middle
of nowhere
with nowhere
to be and
nowhere to go.

Hold my heart,
as i give you
my all,
in the shadows
of the innocent
and in-between
the sheets made of
simplicity.