i wanna hold your hand
with much love to THE BEATLES



ah they were on to something
i wanna hold your hand
my body was in it's becoming stage
when those boys seemed

to be singing in black and white
wanting to hold my hand

and now ah now
i wanna hold your hand


trace contours with a fingertip
study each nail every knuckle
a gentle squeeze
as i raise it to kiss

i wanna hold your hand
i can almost feel the warmth of your flesh
on moist lips your pulse beating
in your wrist as i touch the tip of my tongue
there

oh those lads from liverpool
they knew.