by Pratima S Tripathi
Once again
You have touched my hand
held it for a brief while
gently ;
holding my fingers firmly
not letting go
as I fake an attempt to free them
You hold my hand
but in truth
you hold my heart
tenderly
in the firm grasp of your love
the warmth of your hand
reaches my heart
in an unseen stream of love
lighting a million fires
sparking insuppressable desires
and left me wondering
if holding your hand alone could do this
what would it be
if we were to go any further..........
I remain blissfully suspended in suspense
Dont try to summarise this for me.
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Last updated December 12, 2015