Fingertips Poem by Angelica Duardo

I want to read the world with my fingers
I’ll let them touch and let them linger
On every edge and every corner
Caress soft flowers and then unfold them

I want to laugh with my fingertips
And feel the rush of electricity
Touch the life that rests on everything
Steal some wisdom from a rock

Without lights I’ll see the world
I’ll conquer sharp, I’ll conquer cold
I’ll take my hands through warm and soft
I’ll feel the weight of time that’s old

I want to find the missing pieces
And spread my life around cornices
Taste the sweetness in wood and bark
I’ll use these hands to walk my path

I want to play with the wind
And fall asleep while I swim
In a cold ocean that’s soft and luscious
I’ll fly and run, across, above
And hold the key to bliss and love

I’ll hold it all with these two hands
There will be no doubt or cloud above me
I’ll see it all through these my fingers
I’ll read the world, I’ll let them linger