What a magical day it is,
His hand finally touched mine,
That little touch sent electric shock down me,
The intimacy I felt after holding that one hand,
Is far more intimate than all the kisses of the world,
Somehow all the love in the world could be found in that touch,
All my sorrows drowned in that positively intimate touch,
His innocent action filled with million emotions,
His kind smile had no idea what that touch did to me,
The hand, Oh! That holy hand,
It knew exactly what it did!
Now look at it just resting over mine sinlessly,
The sinister hand made me feel like the action was immaculate,
But the gravity of the intimacy settled in as we held hands.



© Pakhi Gupta