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How could I not want to hold your hand?

The way I catch you staring at me

and quickly turning away

makes me want my fingers between yours

to let you know I’ll stay

And I don’t mind if you like

to admire me from afar

so long as you’ll give me the blessing

of exploring who you are

Because there are a billion and one

stories of people around the world

but I’d like to hear just some of yours

maybe make some with you, too

But first, before we begin our journey

on a road neither of us have taken

I need to ask you

can I hold your hand?

To let you know I’ll stay