And it was perfect

You took my hand in yours
too tipsy to sit
you walked with me.

You took my hand in yours
up a that never ending hill
I giggled and you smiled.

You took my hand in yours
telling tales
and mysteries.

You took my hand in yours
amidst the madness of the crowd
we sat side-by-side.

You took my hand in yours
sharing wine from that bottle
you hid from the rest.

You took my hand in yours
music blaring
lights sparkling.

You took my hand in yours
kissed my wine stained lips.

You took my hand in yours
I couldn’t’ve asked for more.

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