Run your fingers down my palm
tell me what the lines mean
Even if my fortune's
just a game to make me smile
Tracing out each impression
made by years of holding on
to something else
Now just the drag of your fingertips
your skin brushing mine
makes a more permanent impression
than the lines carved out by life
I just want to hold on
to imprint this in my mind
Feel you--innocently
Hold on to more than this simple moment
Dont take your hand away forever.
It means more than just a juvenile display of affection
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