Hands
In my hands I hold,
The hands which are comforting to hold,
hands warm and tender.
The hands I wish to hold,
hands small and vulnerable.
The hands of the one I love,
hands that I want to hold forever.
In my hands I hold,
My everything.
I think this is quite a nice poem, lots of meaning.
I wanna hold your hand
1 Comments:
such a sweet poem :)
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