Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Shir Poetry: Hand Holding

Feel my hand across the world,
It's warm and safe to touch.
Whenever you are lonely
Pick it up.
We're a thousand miles apart
And yet you're always by my side
When my hand is in your hand
And yours in mine.
Your palms tell me your stories
I can almost feel you smile
Just by holding to your hand
While smiling too.
And when you're sad I feel that pain
And wish that I could make it pass
Just by squeezing both our hands
With all my might.
Vibrations in this hold
Does that feeling pass to you?
I'll let you hold my hand
Until you feel it too.