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Love band

We were holding our hands.
Not romantically, but naughtly.
"If you don't let me to draw in your hands."
She said it into my ears, softly.

I smiled and gave a pause.
This made myself forget where I was.
"I'll start scribbling in your shirt"
She said, and I went in the mode alert.

I scribbled in her hand,
And she did in my hand.
God waved his wand.
We unknowingly created our love band. 

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