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Intersecting Hands

you enamored me from the first time we met

two and a half years ago today

I wonder what your hands feel like

are they rough and calloused?

accumulated from all your hard work of the last decade?

I wonder what it feels like to run a finger across the palm of your hand?

the intersecting lines acting as a guide to my journey through you

from the day of your birth

to when you took your first steps

where you call home

your first pet

who your first love was

and if they were your first kiss?

or even your first heartbreak perhaps?

if not them then who?

how was that experience for you?

when was the first time you drank?

were you hungover the morning after?

what’s the most juvenile thing that you’ve done?

I’ll tell you mine if you tell me yours

tell me one regret that you may have

and if it’s the only thing you regret in this life

speaking of life, when was a turning point for you?

what are your hopes for the future?

is there a dream you have yet to accomplish?

your biggest fears?

what makes you cry and why?

what is something that makes your heart tremble?

I want to know everything there is to know

like if you had a good childhood

or who you consider to be your very first friend

how is your relationship with your family?

do you call your parents often?

who is someone you look up to?

do you believe in love?

why? or why not?

what about life after death?


who are you when no one is looking?

are you stubborn like me?

because it seems like you are

tell me about the lowest point in your life

about a core memory you have

I want to know all the whats, the whens, and the ifs

like what happens if the lines on your palm intersect with mine

I want to get to know you

to find myself in the deepest depths of 


to keep going and going and going and going

to dive further 

and further 

and further 

and further 

into you

to know 

more more







and more

I want to drown in you

I want to run My finger across the palm of your hand

to trace the lines that map out your life

to see you for who you really are

to tell you how much you mean to me

I want to hold your hand

I want you to hold my hand

please let me be the one to hold your hand