your hand or mine

handstouch

your hand or mine?
pick your place

point those fingers
with open palms

touch the breadth
between our knees colliding

cut the chat
for our tailored caresses

back hunched, spine straight
necks held
on arms extended

be wrapped with me
until tender

will you see me?
as you see yourself?

I see you
and hear no change.

But still you stand
as you sat
smug in tipped wings,

whislt I hold this thought

 

 

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