Once Upon A Summer Day
In my mind,
I sometimes go back to that
Once Upon a Summer Day
where it all began…
The first time
our hands touched…
and you looked at me
with those eyes,
and that smile…
I couldn’t explain then
why I didn’t pull
my hand away
when I should’ve done so.
All I knew was I liked
the feeling
of being held by you…
our hands clasped together
and our fingers entwined.
I felt safe, warm
and at home
like I was where I belonged.
Your fingers traced mine
and you looked at me again…
I looked back unblinking,
saying don’t let me go
with my eyes.
Your hands held mine tighter
and I squeezed them back,
You smiled, a lock of hair
falling just below your crinkling eyes
wearing that boyish grin.
It was what started everything…
the touch of your hand,
our fingers entwined,
the smile on your face,
and the look in your eyes,
as I look back at you…
still holding your hand
and not letting go