Hold on tightMature

Something
tells me
no
I know
by your touch
your kiss
your look
that you
want to hold tight
never let go
bind me in your arms
lock me there
I promise
I am yours
I-
my heart, too-
became yours
the moment
your fingertips
met mine
the beat
much faster
when our eyes lock
and if
I were
to be in
your arms
believe me
I'll hold on tight

The End

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