Fay Slimm

Rookie - 102 Points (Ageless. / in Cornwall U.K.)

Hands On. - Poem by Fay Slimm

Like drawing with pencil on fine sensitive
paper, touch brings it's statement of care.
It communicates much, gives a natural
sense to sheer existence of mutual trust.

Something as simple as hands-on power
can be a healing art, but it's core message,
peace, is the massage of someone's heart.
A unique way of saying we care without
words is a touch or a hug, with these we
enter a place until now kept hidden away.

Heightened awareness convey's something
of inner self, giver and given share a being
at one by means of gentle touching's kiss.
Communing with psychic flow, this magic
raises life's energy field toward blissfulness.

Misery hides in the body and mind, putting
up barriers on which stroking shines light.
Try it one of these days, interpersonal gifts
of hands-on contact always brings love alive.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 5, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, November 12, 2010


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