I want
to hold
his hand.
I want
to feel
the smoothness
of his skin on mine.
I want
to know
the delicate paths
of his palm lines.
I want
his fingers
to interlock
perfectly
with mine,
like the final piece
of a puzzle
I'd been trying to solve
forever.
I want
to feel
his pulse beating,
quick and sure,
as I pull him in
for our first embrace,
knowing,
for the first time,
that
it is possible
to hold the world
in your arms.
But first,
I need
to say
hello.
