Hands Touching Hands

Sometimes I find myself yearning

For a love that I don’t quite know how to explain

But it’s the way you look at a person

When they have your all

It’s almost painful to watch

Like you’re stepping off

And Letting Go

Every sense of you

To fall in Love with them

And they catch you

Lift you up so that you’re not truly lost

A sharing of yourself and them

A slow rock

A motion of peace

I’ve said it before

When Hands touch Hands

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