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Kielo Senior Member
since 2002-02-11
Posts 1109 |
Small hands, perfectly tapered at the end of each finger. Beautiful white nails contrasting against her dark skin, like coffee with cream stirred in. They are kind hands, gentle hands. Soft and comforting. They wipe away my tears, and take my hand, plain in comparison. They hold my head, framing my face and stroke my hair, and as they wipe the tears from my eyes, they wipe away my sorrows, and I sink into dreams knowing I am loved - her hands tell me so. I need to change my signature. :D |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Kielo, A wonderful picture painted in these words. Well done.  If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again. |
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garysgirl 
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Hi, Kielo. I agree with Larry....I could almost see those hands that you described so well. Good work. Thanks. Ethel..garysgirl |
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Munda Member Elite
since 1999-10-08
Posts 3544The Hague, The Netherlands |
I really enjoyed your poem. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Kielo, you note that you need to change your signature, and that may be...but please, do not change your style of writing...this was a very pleasant read. Thank you! |
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Kielo Senior Member
since 2002-02-11
Posts 1109 |
 Thank you! This poem is old, written by my old muse. I miss my old muse. My new one writes funny things... LOL Thanks again for all the kind comments!Kielo I need to change my signature. :D |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
Heh Kielo, a very tender poem. enjoyed the read. El riesgo vive siempre! |
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Nightshade
since 2001-08-31
Posts 13962just out of reach |
Kielo - This is a lovely, gentle poem. I am putting it directly into my library. Enjoyed this....thinking of my own mother's delicate, small hands, with a tear in my eye. Chris Life is not measured by breaths you take, but by moments that take your breath away. |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoyed  |
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Kielo Senior Member
since 2002-02-11
Posts 1109 |
*wipes tear*  I'm glad you liked it.Kielo |
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Crysania Member
since 2002-09-21
Posts 67Lost in a dream. (Please don't wake!) |
Hey sis! *grins* Luv the poem......I can picture her hands rigth now. *imagines* |
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AniKay83 Member
since 2000-06-28
Posts 388Missing Since 1999 |
beautiful white nails contrasting against her dark skin like coffee with cream stirred in ============================================= and as they wipe the tears from my eyes, they wipe away my sorrows, and I sink into dreams knowing I am loved - her hands tell me so. ============================================= The first part I quoted is my favorite part. The way it's written is very endearing. It's touching, I love it. The last part is wonderful, as well. It highlights the most beautiful of moments. The moments where no words dare be spoke, yet oh so much is said. Killer. There's no better word for it. Thanx for sharing. ~Krissie "No one has ever loved ~anyone~ the way ~everyone~ wants to be loved" |
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Kielo Senior Member
since 2002-02-11
Posts 1109 |
*grins* Sis! Thanks. AniKay, thank you. I'm glad you liked it! Kielo I need to change my signature. :D |
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