Held
- christaleigh
- Apr 9
- 1 min read
He once held me like a single rose on a first date
All sweaty palms and nervous laughs and nodding
He once held me like a woman
All curves and heat and exploration
He once held me like a promise
All words and vows and dancing
He once held me like a credit card
In his back pocket, ready to use and accessible
He once held me like a buoy
like the waves didn't matter as long as he could hold on
He once held me like a time bomb
All ticking and waiting and wondering
He once held me like a lit match
All burn or be burned
He once held me like broken crystal
All dangerously sharp slivers and spilled wine
He once held me like an oath
To have and to hold, all over again

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