Your Hand
Lend me your hand,
I’ll hold it tight.
My hand is really willing to.
Now that you hold it,
please never let go—
for I won’t either.
Believe in me
that I won’t leave you
because I love you—yes, I do.
I do really love you
since the day I’ve met you.
Do you still remember?
Of course you do.
Thank you my lady—
for accepting my hand that day.
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Dimensions Of Love
PoetryThoughts. Feelings. Experiences. Three words and when connected to each other is a lover's love letter or narrative. There are two inseparable feelings where one is often defined as a deep affection while the other one is a feeling of likeness and f...
