Hand in Hand

Laying underneath the stars,
on a warm silent night.
Our arms are wrapped around each other,
and everything feels right.

You kiss me sweetly and softly,
I feel your warm gentle touch,
I hope you feel loved,
under the sweet night sky rush.

My world before me is perfect.
There's nowhere else I want to be,
except laying underneath the stars
hand in hand, you and me.

Just when everything is perfect,
and you seem so delicately sweet,
a rush of wind comes past me
and I'm swept off my feet.

Nothing could be more right,
there's nowhere else I want to be.
Let's take a walk my only love,
Hand in hand, you and me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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De Beaulieu Avatar
February 10, 2026 at 11:33 AM
Hello ron, I just frinished reding this poem. It is so romantic. Enjoy your daay my friend. /Darlene/
De Beaulieu Avatar
February 15, 2026 at 7:20 AM
Hello Ron, come back when you are ready. Your friend, /Darlene. I sent you a g mail.
Godwin Avatar
November 25, 2025 at 9:10 AM
I've missed commenting on your poems, I've read but due to a hand injury I couldn't type (I'm golden, all is well.) This is tender, romantic and touched me with its sweet romantic feel. I've been blessed to know these moments that one wishes to never end, so so soo ....
VanHooser Avatar
December 1, 2025 at 12:37 PM
HI CayCay, I've missed getting your comments as well. I'm glad you're OK. I've not been posting a lot lately, between a brother with not long to live and a nasty cold, I've been doing more organization of my poetry than creating anything new. I agree those moments are so so soo... and never enough, never. Take care of yourself please! Ron
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