March 13, 2009
By contess BRONZE, Albany, New York
contess BRONZE, Albany, New York
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Let me hold your hand,
Twine our figners,
Our backs against the world is where we stand.

Look into my eyes,
What do you see?
The part of me that dies everytime we say our goodbyes?

Let's stand toe to toe,
Stand on your flat feet,
I'm only an inch or two below.

Lie your lips on mine,
or kiss me with your breath,
I promise we'll be more than fine.

Let me feel your heart,
Hold me close,
Not even the unimaginable can break us apart.

Yet I don't want you to go away,
Don't dare let me go,
Because is here is where I want you to stay.

Hold my hand,
Squeeze me fingers,
I'll write our names in the sand.

let me look into your eyes,
And see who you really are,
I can see how your desire flies.

Let's stand toe to toe,
Can you feel my warmth?
Can hear my blood flow?

Press your lips to mine,
But don't pull away,
You make me so blind.

Place your hand on my heart,
You make it skip a beat even before it's about to start,
Come into my arms; fall into my grasp.

Hold onto me,
Hear my gasp,
Let me lean down.

Kiss your cheek,
Whisper in your ear,
Hold you close.

And never, never let go.

The author's comments:
I haven't wrote in a while, and after I met this one person. I'm glad I did, though all the words in the world couldn't describe what he means to me. :]

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