Take my Hands | by Kolade Olanrewaju Freedom

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Take my Hands

Take my hands,
let’s walk down this lane
with our hearts entangled
like a knot carelessly made.

Take my hands,
let’s dance to the beat
of our feelings in the dance room
of affection gravely craved.

Take my hands,
and let go of the fears
taming your roving soul;
we rip apart the dread.

Take my hands,
let’s walk into the heavens
without our eyes shutting
like a door weary of entry.

Take my hands
while this storm rages 
to silence our quaking emotions;
let’s bury ourselves in
the noisiness of togetherness.

Take my heart in your hands,
yours in mine, in a tight grip;
be grey-haired, wrinkled all over
but never flatten your palms…

   

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