Take My Hand

Background: This poem is inspired from a sketch made by my brother which shows two hands that are interwined.

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Take My hand
Hold me tight
Love me tenderly
Through the night.
And in the morning
When the sun glows
We’ll declare out love
And let the world know
For I’m tired of hiding
Behid closed doors.

So take my hand
Hold me tight
Love me in hiding
Just one last time!

(7 July 2007)

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“One last time…” this feeling makes this love special.. when we hide and make love we fear is tthis the last time..

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