Hands
POEM HANDS
caring hands
that caress me
in my despair,
calm hands
who massage
my ego...
subtle hands,
kind that do
so well,
steady hands
strong, or
fragile...
Hands
researchers
who discover
my secrets,
and help...
silent hands
that silence the
my mistakes...
accomplice hands
of all mine
acts,
hands that
model
my soul...
hands that wave
good bye, goodbye...
healing hands
heal wounds...
are the holy hands
of my love...
that give grace and glory
into my life...!
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