Her Hand

He softly took her hand and held it. Took it to his lips and kissed it. Her eyes met his and she smiled. The smile he was searching for within her was what made their connection true. Her smile was his sunshine. He knew that her love for him was supernatural. It was as if he was invincible as long as she was by his side. She was his oasis. His very own private beach and he knew his sand was better than any other. He loved her and wanted to hold her hand until the end of time. He held her hand and kissed it once more before the night was over and his sunshine smiled again. She made his soul happy.

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About travelingeyes

As I explore what this world has to offer me I share every moment with good friends and family. With a heart as big as the world I help many and love with all my being. Laughing is my drug, I get my fix from my amazing, hilarious and loving family. "Woodstock" is my nickname! Peace and Love.... Optimistic and laid back.... I picture life as a road map and make every moment in life memorable.... Crazy, Funny, Spontaneous, and Cute! View all posts by travelingeyes

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