Wednesday, 8 April 2009
Four...
Holding hands
How it becomes an easy regularity
is a mystery to me, but it seems strange,
now, not to be attached from one side.
How is it that something so easily abandoned
becomes something so readily missed
when it is a possibility again with you around?
All I can think is that my hand temperature
is normalised now only with yours in it.
Without it I am colder than I thought,
even with gloves on.
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This one is cute. Nice.
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