Take my hand

		And I will go where you will go.

			I will sleep where you sleep.

				I will shed your tears.

					Your joy will be my laughter.




	Take my hand

		and I will touch as you touch me.  

			I will writhe if you have pain.

				Your pleasure will be my passion.




	Take my hand

		and I will be all things to you

			I will be your loneliness.




	Take my hand

		or I will go away and you will never know me.




	Take my hand...Please...take my hand.

Trinka Powers

(copr. 1968)