Sign Language Poem by Martin O'Neill
Sign Language
Picking an invisible hair from a lapel
With a half smile.
Leaving a hand behind a second longer.
The blatant yet imperceptible nod
Leaning inwards, attentive
Eyes opening wider
Lips parted, moist
The soft, sensual
Semaphore
Of Love.
Isn't just....you are a very talented writer Martin...bringing images to life with so few words...love it...Fi
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/28/2026 9:10:49 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
We could still read the signs there even if the words were inaudible.