Give me your hands,
I want them to be mine,
I want them to understand,
The love I have for you.
The Holding of the Hands,
Love smoldering in advance,
The giving, between two,
The silent 'I love you',
That lovers understand,
United by that touch,
Of hands, that say so much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is amazing how such a seemingly trivial contact can have such power