Fingers Poem by A.E.J. Jordan

Fingers



Reaching out for someone
I unfold all my fingers
Stretching one at a time
Not a single expectation
Anyone would touch mine

Cannot be disappointed
Free to not even care
There’s a hand that fits mine
Or there’s nobody there

To be utterly honest
I do not want to lie
I have not lost all hope
Though I would be surprised

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