Come sit with me and hold my hand...
It will be our hands touching,
but I will be aware of your body,
the rythm of your breathing...
your heat
I will put my hand against your heart
and your heart will become still
my hand will become one with you
and your heatbeat will be for me only
for now at least...
Yes, your heart will become still
and your will know
There is no suggestion in my words
They are what they purport to be
Sometimes I need to hold your
hand to kow that my life is not
running away from me...
Sometimes I need to allow your
rythm to lead me so that I don’t
lose myself...
and sometimes I need to feel your heat
so that I know that I am still alive
So, come sit with me and hold my hand
for now at least...
YURI DURAAN
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/come-sit-with-me-and-hold-my-hand/
