tiny hands

i'm starting to believe
in things that once were strange
simple things like
love and happiness
i'm starting to believe
that we haven't always been
incomplete

and now i find that time
and circumstance have
puzzled their way
into our lives
and left a little empty
shadow place
behind

look at the way you are
connected to me
at the heart
held fast with a pin

i want to give in
i want to give you my hands
tiny hands to fit in yours, warm
i want to feel the skin beneath the skin
and know the weight of you
i want to give in
to you

i want you to be there
when i give up the ghost
i want you to read
from the Eastern book
and teach my spirit to leap
from the highest peak

i want to give in
i want to give you my hands
tiny hands to fit in yours, warm
i want to feel the skin beneath the skin
and know the weight of you
i want to give in
to you
i want to begin
with you

copyright eryn holbrook 2002