hand-in-hand
soft and steady rhythm of a baby
breathing
her gaze tells you all you need to know
her footsteps tender as the snow
the pitter-patter blast of rain upon a window
considering all we do not know
or understand, we stand together hand-in-hand,
me supporting she, she supporting me,
under this beautiful harvest moon
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Mon 9th Mar 2020 17:07
Beautiful. I like your romantic poetry best. ❤️?