Holding Hands

The feeling of holding one's hand.

     Holding Hands.

Scenery, Green.

Feeling, Harmonious.

The look in her beautiful, soft brown eyes.

The touch of her silky, smooth, palm.

The feel of her lush lips.

Forgetting my surroundings.

Concentrating on the moment.

       Wishing the ability for time to slow.

Wanting the ability for time to repeat.

Hoping for another day.

Hoping for another moment.

      Motionless, reposing, tranquil, undisturbed.

But when love is true.

Author's Note

My second "real" poem.

And please; Constructive Criticism.

Reviews

[Aislinn]

For me this didn't fit at all with the title or the description. You focus more on everything but holding hands. Yes, I suppose that it does feel amazing. But you need to explain more how everything that you said applies to holding hands. Not just how it is amazing. It all feels like you're explaining love. Not to mention that holding hands could be purely platonic. It's not all together difficult to find two people holding hands because they don't want to get separated in a crowd.

It is a good poem. I just don't understand how it fit with what you said you were going to say.

[Eve Ola]

wow i just love it ... Wishing the ability for time to slow.
Wanting the ability for time to repeat.