Your promise to me

I promise to hold your hand forever and for always
I promise to hold your hand through the good and the bad times
. . .
Are you still holding my hand?
I promised to hold it, didn’t I?
Just checking
. . .
Why did you left my hand?
I could barely feel my hand after a while.
I will hold your other hand if you want me to.
No. I don’t want the inconveniencing on my other hand
But you promised to hold my hand through the good and the bad times.
That was before I understood what it would feel like to be held down for the rest of my life.
But we promised.
I know.
I can hold you wherever else you want me to.
I don’t want to be held anymore.
But you promised.
I just don’t love you anymore.
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12 days of Christmas: 8 Maids a Milking

The gift of my true love is love,

Unconditional love that I will cherish forever and for always

Love that multiplies and bear fruits

The joy of it is in the milk and honey therein

The joy of giving more than the bliss of receiving

The joy of holding in my arms your seed that is borne from my loins

I am glad to be that maid that is milked for the sake of the gift my true love sent to me … More 12 days of Christmas: 8 Maids a Milking

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