Holding Hands

The cold night seduces me

To the warmth of the bed.

Pulling up the covers in the dark

I reach out and hold your hand

To make mine less cold.

I ponder about our life together.

More often than not

We’re not on the same page.

Sometimes, I am ahead,

While you fall behind.

Sometimes you race ahead,

While I am still dragging my feet.

Sometimes we seem to be

Inhabiting two different planets.

But the sum of our flaws

Is what makes us whole.

We may not always see eye to eye

And, very often agree to disagree.

But what really matters is that we try.

In the end a happy marriage

Is one where we can both sleep

In peace, holding hands like otters

Comfortably numb, but knowing that

We did our bit to not drift apart.

And, just like that another year goes by,

Even the seven year itch fades too.

We snuggle up every night knowing

That holding hands in the dark

Makes every wrong of the day somehow right.

About Amrita Ghosh

About Moi - I like to think I am a simple person while most people tend to disagree. I like lots of things, sometimes quite contrary ones, a
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