Sunday, 15 December 2024

First time


 I'll never forget our first date when you held my hand. 

Firmly intertwined

My heartbeat was quickening; it was so intimate

I let out a breath and let my hand relax into yours

My hand was in yours, guiding me, pulling me as if to say 'I'm here, we're together, it's cold, are you warm? Let's eat'

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