Her Hand

by Miles   Jan 18, 2006


Once in a lifetime you meet someone;
Whose touch brings a calmness to your world;
Her hand in yours; you squeeze, hoping for the same;
And then it happens and nothing else matters;
Except the feeling that you are safe from all harm;
But knowing that if you died today;
It doesnt get any better than this;
And no matter what tomorrow brings, you have today.

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