Holding Hands

I'm not sure why,

but there is nothing more satisfying than

holding hands with someone

for the first time.

To feel the strength in their hands and

the way they run their thumb

in circles as if

trying to convey a secret message

that cannot be heard

through the air.

Maybe it's the way the fingers

intertwine or how

they could so easily let go

even though they won't.

Perhaps it is the simplicity

of it even though it

causes our minds to race

with a million possibilities

and a hundred futures.

And no matter why holding hands

is such a innocent and beautiful

gesture, I am thankful

to have held yours

for however short a while.

(M.S.)

Reviews

[Carl Drake Barnard]

Ah was wandering when someone would wright abt this :) And I have to admit you captured this very well poetess :)
I could feel the emotion of your words. The hands embracing such a intense moment and it gets the heart beating a safe guard for the receiver and a symbol of strength in unity :) I liked this!! :) keep up the good work :)

[Maddi Snowden]

Thank you very much!! (:

[highonwords]

the way they intertwine, could easily let go even though they won't, to race into a million possibilities and a hundred futures....are some of the lines that tugged my heartstrings....thank you for sharing :)

[Maddi Snowden]

Thank you! I'm glad I hit a note

[katnisscat]

I like this one. It's sweet!

[Maddi Snowden]

Thank you!!

[JenniferMarie]

It's very true what you've written in this sweet poem. I especially liked the last stanza. Well done.

[Maddi Snowden]

Thank you!