Sunday, 12 April 2015

I hold your hand



I see you there
My eyes dance
You are so beautiful

 You then look up
Our eyes meet
Your look is quizzical

 My finger points
First to me 
And then across to you

 You shyly smile
Lower your eyes
But still you nod your head

 I say my name
And then you blush
As then you tell me yours

 Now side by side
we quietly whisper
Each to the other

 It is not long
As hearts beat strong
Before I hold your hand

 It's warm of course
I hold it tight
We're off to our magic land
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22 comments:

  1. Sumana Roy12 April 2015 at 01:31

    Magic land does wait for such souls...beautiful

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  2. Sanaa Rizvi12 April 2015 at 01:58

    Oh my lord.... Old Egg.. you just described feelings of love when everything is new and exciting..!! :D

    You shyly smile
    Lower your eyes
    But still you nod your head

    Loved these lines... !!
    xoxo

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  3. Jae Rose12 April 2015 at 02:29

    When going to a magic land it's always good to have a hand to hold..

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  4. Grace12 April 2015 at 04:29

    How sweet and magical, smiles ~

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  5. Mary12 April 2015 at 05:15

    The blush of first love..... You do write these scenes so magically!

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  6. Gabriella12 April 2015 at 05:47

    Very sweet and evocative! We can feel the love and excitement.

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  7. Donna@LivingFromHappiness12 April 2015 at 07:11

    Oh that first meeting and falling in love...the blushing ad whispers stirs my heart!

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  8. Magaly Guerrero12 April 2015 at 08:34

    This feels both like fresh love; the one that takes us places we suspected existed, but weren't sure we could reach.

    Then, the last stanza, puts me in mind of couples who have been married for millennia, and love each other so much, and are lying side by side (perhaps in separate beds, for comfort), getting ready to go to on their last trip to their "magic land"... happy to have each other, always.

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  9. J.N.T.12 April 2015 at 08:34

    awww...the beautiful aura of young love is evident in your poem, Oldegg. Nice to read such a youthful and magical poem indeed.

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  10. Gillena Cox12 April 2015 at 09:47

    magical and romantic, luv this little poem Robin; a delight to my Sunday muse

    much love...

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  11. Sherry Blue Sky12 April 2015 at 10:22

    Such a lovely beginning!!!!

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  12. NataĊĦek12 April 2015 at 10:47

    sweet beginnings.. it's always nice to remember how a couple started.

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  13. humbird12 April 2015 at 11:53

    Magic land - beautiful to have it longer....

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  14. brudberg12 April 2015 at 12:41

    Only spring can hold the magic of that falling in love... beautiful

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  15. Wolfsrosebud12 April 2015 at 12:44

    if only life could stay that way

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  16. C.C.12 April 2015 at 14:31

    Ah, what is better than blushing, whispering, hearts beating, hand-holding, and off to magic land??? Can't be beat!!

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  17. totomai12 April 2015 at 17:27

    Once you held hands, it was purely magic. You are in your own world. Lovely write, Robin

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  18. ScottlB12 April 2015 at 17:58

    Sounds of love found.

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  19. Gen Giggles 13 April 2015 at 06:07

    Romance begins.

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  20. Eileen T O'Neill .....13 April 2015 at 08:44

    Old Egg,

    A poem with some great promise, when observing the image, in words!!

    Eileen

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  21. Myrna R.13 April 2015 at 08:49

    So nice to remember those times when romance begins. Holding hands is such an innocent yet intimate thing to do when getting to know each other.

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  22. ZQ13 April 2015 at 17:41

    Sweet!
    ZQ

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