Unconditional

they have no need to look, their hands will find each other
a common ritual, yet one that's always fresh
love, we hope unconditional, devoted, like our mother's
like when we first reached out to her, first steps back in the creche
they have no need to look, at all, and when their hands do meet
the moment's perfect.  For that moment, life is complete.

Author notes: image from elitedaily.com