Your touch makes me restless
I stand bare, totally defenseless
It’s gentle, yet so firm
It defines ‘trust’– the term
Thoughtful cares are cast
Sorrows one day will be a thing of the past
Though today distances are vast
It assures our love will last
All my fears come to calm
When you hold my hand in your palm
The world suddenly ceases to exist
My heart melts, it never resists
It makes me feel so secure
All my insecurities become obscure
Your emotions are genuine ‘n’ pure
It proves thus and makes me sure.
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