Every Time We Hold Hands

every time we hold hands
i will always be taken into a different dimension
we are walking on the zebra crossing
but the pebbled stripes change into shiny wooden floors
the pedestrians bow to each other
your red sweater changes into a tuxedo
and my headscarf turns into an embroidered veil
the traffic light will become a spotlight
that lights up the ballroom
the world is our dance floor
although we never really show our moves
but my hips sway as you put your arms
around them
like how you would wrap me in them
in every queue

every time we hold hands
i will always be taken into a different dimension
when you press my hand a little harder
i will stop and look at you
my veil has now become a rag
and my crown is not in place
and there is a shark at the tip of my toes
waiting anytime for me to fall
but you are my knight in shining armour
it is in your nature to save me from
deadly predators
or
angry uncles at the parking lot
or
my mom when we come home a little bit late
or
myself.

every time we hold hands
i will always be taken into a different dimension
different timezones
different eras
different outfits
different languages, although i'm only bilingual
but
you will always be my hero
and we will keep holding hands
forever.