He Took My Hand
When he took my hand
this drab world changed
summer grasses became
a carpet of green where we
lay hour after hour lost
in each other
My eyes saw color in everything
and my heart filled
with raw emotion
His touch rivaled the warmth of the sun
causing buds to blossom on our trees
my lips open to his
my heart open to love
Copyright © Raw Thinker | Year Posted 2017
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