Hold my Hand

And when you meet me this time
I want you to hold my hand
let the touch of my warmth flow
from my fingertips to your veins
let the sensation run
from my heart to yours
let it be a magical touch
a stupor in the making
an occult to pronounce
and let our fragile bond levitate us
gently to some serene abode
defying gravity
guiding us to an arduous world
one that we can call our own

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