The way you hold my hand.

I want to hold your hand,

Because it’s the lifeline holding me together.

When you rub the back of my palm, that’s the spark that ignites my dreams.

My fantasies are nothing without you.

They all revolve around you, and they way you make me feel.

I love you and the way you hold my hand. 

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