August 22, 2015
Hold me
In the midst of cold air and rain we sat beside each other
I put my head on your shoulder;
closed my eyes--savoring and holding
to each second of this moment
After a while
You held my hand;
And suddenly my breathing stopped and
my heart skipped a beat,
I felt a tingling in my stomach and
my heart is pounding and unstable;
Your skin on mine felt comforting and just;
your hand on mine felt like it was made
for each other--like it was meant to be
held by yours.
And for the first time in my life I felt,
that time stood still and stopped,
The noise became quiet and everyone faded,
Like there's nothing.... But just
the two of us
"Is this for real?" I utter, and as I open my eyes
I saw you beside me and your hand
in mine;
And I wished for you to hold me,
For always,
And never let go.
Mar 25, 2016
Mar 25, 2016 at 1:04 PM UTC
August 22, 2015
Hold me
In the midst of cold air and rain we sat beside each other
I put my head on your shoulder;
closed my eyes--savoring and holding
to each second of this moment
After a while
You held my hand;
And suddenly my breathing stopped and
my heart skipped a beat,
I felt a tingling in my stomach and
my heart is pounding and unstable;
Your skin on mine felt comforting and just;
your hand on mine felt like it was made
for each other--like it was meant to be
held by yours.
And for the first time in my life I felt,
that time stood still and stopped,
The noise became quiet and everyone faded,
Like there's nothing.... But just
the two of us
"Is this for real?" I utter, and as I open my eyes
I saw you beside me and your hand
in mine;
And I wished for you to hold me,
For always,
And never let go.
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