The handshake

It's not enough to squint in the sun, especially, when you add your glow to it.
There could not be a more perfect match, the way my hand in yours fits.
As cold and distant as it may seem
Skin against skin, like in a dream.
Neither hot nor cold nor warm it feels
A more profound and soft message it seals.
Not long enough, not short on time
Definitely not like a silly little rhyme.
If that's all that I can have from you
And if that's all we'll ever do.
I see no sorrow I see no regret
I see no reason that handshake to forget.

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