The closest i've got, were my gloves.

Take any given day one is bound to see couples strolling along [and for those who are single, it's one of Life's cruel ways of rubbing it in and reminding you of what you don't have]. Lately noticing the ends of appendages interlinked as though one feeds off the others' energy in order to take one step forward. Then i thought, of all the ways a person can hold anothers'.

I SWEAR... Hand Grabs defined:

The Full Hand Grab [typical child & adult crossing the road type of grab or you so happen to have elephant stump sized hands and find difficulty doing the the finger lock; see next].

The One Finger Lock; hooking the index or pinky finger [good if you have clammy hands or you're one of those people who still find it funny when one says "pull my finger" and later release a stench that can be described as a cross between a decaying mammal and wet garbage].

The Clasp [a cross between The full hand grab and One Finger Lock, which allows airflow and gives others a sense that your relationship is laid back yet both of you feel secure].

Look No Hands; minus the minority that do not have any limbs, usually these kinds of couples are either not into PDA [Public Display of Affection] or feel secure in their relationship that there is no need to emphasize their affection further. But then again, they could also have sweaty hands.

And when i see a man/boy/masculine individual extend their arm across their partners' shoulder blades to grasp hold of their current beau's shoulder, it makes me wonder, is she cold and is he wrapping his muscular/boney arm around her because he generally cares for her wellbeing. Or is that his subconscious showing his protective side and sending out a 'YOU TOUCH HER, I WILL CHOP OFF YOUR ARM' signal.

And then there are those individuals who continue to moisturize their hands a] In preparation for their hand to be held. b] It's been so long, the moisture has evaporated therefore alternative methods must be used. c] Those late nights and 'just one more's' are suddenly showing its' evil effects and air-conditioning is in fact drying.

Hmmmm... but to all those love sick fuckers out there, don't be envious because the only creases that my t-shirt imprints are those made from the washing machine or the fact that i carefully choose clothing that requires no ironing. And my natural moisture was given to me FREE along with an intolerance to heat.