Hand in Hand

 Touch speaks in silence once set free

When longing's quenched in ecstasy.

Your fingertips pressed close to mine

Send shivers running down my spine.

 

As years together slip on by,

A happy tear still fills my eye

In precious moments quite divine

Whenever your hand touches mine.

 

Together, we walk hand in hand

Until the hourglass losses sand;

And, when the final grain drops through,

I'll still be holding hands with you.