her hands are the hands of eternity

Her hands are the hands of eternity

Made from clay and life’s breath

Unwittingly lingering, tingling

When her eyes first found me, pleasantly

I noticed her french tips

And like a tool they carved out in shrills

In her palms where held my face crying

They thumped in my ears her pulse

Until my breathing rested

On the cusp of her touch everlasting

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Isn't it funny that people's hands can tell you more about them than their words?

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

just lounging around in the poetry world :)

[Bright Ocean Star]

Xavier, this is poetic heaven with a potentially deadly ending. Did I read that correctly? I had to read this one twice, and the second time, the ending sounded almost homicidal....brilliantly composed, but potentially deadly...great write.

[AYVID N]

"In her palms where held my face crying
They thumped in my ears her pulse
Until my breathing rested"

Some people have the power and ability to heal and restore our faith in living. There is such depth in these lines. They touch my core through and through! Wow Xavier!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I'm gonna walk into the book store one day.....touching all the jackets like I always have....thumbing through the pages....looking for the one that feels just so.....I'm not gonna be surprised when I pick it up. I am already gonna know when I flip it open .....the author is gonna be YOU! Into my library this goes!

[Corset]

Now this... is how you write an erotic poem! It gives nothing away, no body parts except her hands, the pulse and thump of ones searing devotion. It says everything without saying anything. Very elegant and sophisticated. bravo!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

such beautiful, caring, loving, soothing hands...
and i am in her palm with heart and soul.

[Taurean X Hunter]

Well written poem, I love it

[Sami Khalil]

A very unique and enjoyable read. I'm feeling the pulse of eternity. Thank you for sharing XS...:)...........