Keep That Thought Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Why is the palm of your hand so wet and sweaty?

'I've never been 'here' in this position before.
And I am nervous about it.'

You don't look as if you are.

'That has nothing to do with my feelings.
And 'If' you were not holding my hand,
You would not have heard me confess it.'

But...
I thought you were the one protecting me?
That's why I asked 'you' to hold my hand.

'Keep that thought.
You have no idea how much that motivates,
The both of us.
Comeon...
Let's keep moving forward.'