It was when he reached for her hand that her blushing began,
and he was never afraid, he never
from her shaking spirit
embracing her until
the waves of fear passed away.
to his courage,
but they both surrendered really.
He never regretted his dedication
to her, instead he lived for her smile,
and for the chance
to hold her hand again.
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