Soft-Edges Poem by Manonton Dalan
Soft-Edges
i slide my finger gently through
until i came to elevated surface
trying to resist my touch softly
i went around to enjoy evenness
this time i use my warm palm
with slight pressure, go slowly
ridges i counted in my mind
softness i pass with much ease
contours reminds chocolate hills
i keep on; understanding scape
so symmetrical, so beautiful i feel
nature's gift, heavenly i oblige
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