Danielle Ward

Rookie (1991 / Liverpool)

Holding Hands Is A Complicated Business. - Poem by Danielle Ward

It takes a second of inclination,
A smile,
A reassurance louder than words.
Fingers stretch, reach,
Muscles working.
Magnets, you are my north.
Fighting the pull,
Flow of a river. Skin touches,
Soft as petals. Electric, a loose connection somewhere,
Tightened. Wires interlocking, winding and wrapping,
My hand is in yours.
Let it rest there.

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  • (7/12/2009 6:45:00 AM)

    Beautiful - I love it. It encapsulates that first nervous experience of new love. Perfect! 10+ (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 19, 2009

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