HandsA Poem by Tan-90Dedicated to the muse who revived this bout of writing
Sun-kissed and nimble
drumming on the counter top Mesmerisingly floating around Animating a story Combing through luscious locks Touching that beautiful face Envy blooms to be those hands Desire bubbles to hold those hands Strong, surely Capable, evidently But..Strong enough to hold me? Capable of touching me? And willing…? © 2024 Tan-90Reviews
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3 Reviews Added on June 30, 2024 Last Updated on June 30, 2024 AuthorTan-90London, United KingdomAboutSome say I am still a child. They maybe true as I often feel like, it is just my outer shell that has aged. I have seen much in life, experienced many a things, good and bad and I have clung on to my .. more..Writing
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