holding hands

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soft sensitive fingers,
with chipped glossy polish,
dancing over my knuckles,
leaving a tingling of love and yearning.

a bright and gorgeous smile,
leaving a brilliant glow on your face -
absolutely stunning and pure,
almost like heaven wasn't a place at all,
but a feeling and a look.

As we walk down the block,
Hands intertwined and hearts soaring,
I couldn't have imagined a more perfect place to be.

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