In the Palm of My Hand

photo: pincas photography

I hold you in the palm of my hand.

I could crush you, smash you, smother you, but I do not.

I hold you in the palm of my hand.

I love you, admire you, know you, but you see that.

I hold you in the palm of my hand.

Safe and secure.

Until in a few moments I let you go.

Because you please me, my natural friend.

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