Cannibal HandsA Poem by Jacques - iNkwireA poem about holding hands
My hands would like nothing more
Than to swallow yours whole To lock their jaws and refuse to let go Though impossible, my hands would persist and take bites each day from your palm or your wrist If weathered from work or soft from inaction each state insufficient to cease the attraction Yet they've also a taste for the things yours chew The gnash of their fangs would soften the food Mine would be hunting when yours are fatigued Only as substitutes as able yours seem Those are things they've thought Though this isn't the case That's where they would be, but it isn't their place My hands can only prowl maybe follow a scent Then sit and wonder Where the other two went © 2019 Jacques - iNkwireAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 11, 2017 Last Updated on January 4, 2019 Tags: cannibal, hands, hold, care, unrequited AuthorJacques - iNkwireSonoma County, CAAboutHi. Most of my work is poetry, but I intend to put some stories out in the future. I write about what makes me feel strongly. This approach mostly results in romantic pieces, but I hope to branch o.. more..Writing
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