Open Poetry #16 |
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Painted Nails, Callused Hands (hope this works...) |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas ![]() |
Painted Nails, Callused Hands Like old souls their hands lingered, sometimes brushing, one against the other dancing tentatively back to back, each wanting but waiting for the other, both wanting to grasp and hold, to passionately embrace. to squeeze till the need is spent, then lie in the restful splendor of the other's warmth. Painted nails and callused hands longing for the other's touch, too shy to be the first to show the need, brush again in cloaked desire, then part forever...waving goodbye. w. james beard, jr. © August 2001 [This message has been edited by jwesley (edited 10-15-2001).] |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Oh J! Perfect. Expressed with such a passion. Beautiful. Miss your stuff. *Peace. "to squeeze till the need is spent",... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Whoa! This I like!! Great imagery here and oh a lovely little tale. Well done! ~Nancy~ ~I've loved you forever, in lifetimes before.~ |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I've lived this...it worked for me, the poem that is *s ~Wynter "The worst prison would be a closed heart". |
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