Hand Shake
She called, stopped me and reached out…
Her hand
For me to shake, I was trying to steady stand
Looking at her soft opened palm
I was trying to keep calm
But was nervous and hesitating
I could feel the cold sweat on my forehead
Then I realized she’s been too long waiting
I was fixing my eyes on her opened palm
Then I was slowly lifting my head to look up on her eyes
But I was afraid of them and their well known charm
So I lowered my head again looking at the same place
It’s so much safer to avoid those eyes and face
I was starting to wonder “why is she standing there
With no sound or movement she was to make?”
Time just stopped when I saw her
I don’t know whether hours, minutes or seconds
It did take
I thought “why would place or time matter
If I had her here?”
All my dreams and hopes are far away
But when I see her, they all come so near
When she is in sight, they all are
When she’s gone, they disappear
I was saddened because I knew she’d
Be soon gone, it made my heart ache
But all I could do was to take her hand in mine
To shake!
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