it's the simple things, right?
a touch, a hug, a smooch, a leg rubbing lightly against yours while you're both watching a movie.
that's how you know.
a look, a smile, a laugh ...
holding hands, i think, is the perfect metaphor for a relationship. you aren't stuck together, tied together, or all clingy. you're connected by that touch because you and your lover want each other to know some things: i'm happy to give up a free hand for you. i want to feel our one-ness in everything we do together. if you stumble, i'm here, you won't fall. but i'm not holding on so tight it'll restrain you from anything. you can pull away anytime, if that's what you want. but it's not what i want.
holding hands is the best.
a poem for my studly love hunk!
1 year ago