I still remember your skin
Your hands I still remember
The touch and feel
Your hand fits bigger than my hand
When I hold your hand
You get very warm
When both of our hands are together
It transforms into something more
Even though you're gone
I can still feel your touch
-Gabriela R.
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PoetryHappy Ending "Tell me a story Give me the best you can think Make sure it is real and Relevant to reality Make me cry with the best happy ending Any story has told But it's no story unless there is Pain, anger, or passion No such thing as a happ...
