Lines On The Hand Poem by Anthony Dalby
Lines On The Hand
The lines on
The hollow in my palm
Tell a story
of you
they curve round like hips
against the shore
of birds soaring in the half light
of the full moon
the roaring full moon
luminous blue
electric
of a look of recognition in a crowded room
a squeezed hand
of a wet eyelash
a tear brushed from your cheek
by my finger tip….
...tracing the lines
of your palm on mine
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4/26/2024 4:17:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very touching, lovely Patricia