The sudden gust in atmosphere
Of hushed December
Adrenaline rush that accompanies
that wintry twilight moment
His palm as warm as his feeling
glides from her elbow
Reaching to her cold palms
his emotions dwelled eyes
Still lingers in her mind
stream of thoughts that floods
Those freezed hands consolidate
Those two affectionate smiles
that brightens the faces
The silence that prevails
but the eyes that speaks
And a voice that breaks
The memorable moment
The hands that sunders
as fast as it's unnoticed
Comes the time to depart
but his warm palm prints
Still rest on her palm!!!

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