*** One way
They shook hands.
*** The other way
He looks her straight in the eyes and says:
You have the most beautiful hands I've seen.
I imagine they are as gentle as the first leaves in Spring,
As soft as a warm summer breeze.
When you move them, I can hear the sweetest music.
She feels her heart beating faster:
Would you like to hold them?
He keeps his gaze in hers:
Oh no, I couldn't.
Such perfection should be admired from distance.
The magnet within her is now drawn to him.
She moves closer and says:
Close your eyes and extend your hands.
He follows.
She slowly puts her hands in his.
He pulls them in and holds them tight.
Their hearts skip a bit - it's electricity.
They shook hands.
*** The other way
He looks her straight in the eyes and says:
You have the most beautiful hands I've seen.
I imagine they are as gentle as the first leaves in Spring,
As soft as a warm summer breeze.
When you move them, I can hear the sweetest music.
She feels her heart beating faster:
Would you like to hold them?
He keeps his gaze in hers:
Oh no, I couldn't.
Such perfection should be admired from distance.
The magnet within her is now drawn to him.
She moves closer and says:
Close your eyes and extend your hands.
He follows.
She slowly puts her hands in his.
He pulls them in and holds them tight.
Their hearts skip a bit - it's electricity.
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