Hand in Hand

Walking hand in hand. That's all.
No fanfare played. No dues recalled.
Finding comfort in the touch of hands.
Found and bound within a feeling.
Within, a joyous chime is ringing.
In gentle voices, whispering of love
that lives beyond a wanton lust.
Floating through the veiled mists together.
Friends at last. The awful need is past.
Desire dampened to a softer level.
Feeling like we live in heaven.
Walking hand in hand. That's all.
No fanfare played. No dues recalled.
Right here on earth. A touch of worth.
Friends forever. Sharing this great love...

? Michaelette ?

2/12/2005
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