Talented HandsA Poem by Thomas Philmore JacksonThe first time she touched me, I wasn't sure. Was it an accident or was she flirting with me? The second time, proved it was not accident. The third time brought me back to life...
You never knew this secret I can keep… Talented hands, An urge to feel the magic your touch brings… never to be reaped © 2008 Thomas Philmore Jackson |
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Added on March 30, 2008 AuthorThomas Philmore JacksonWashington, DCAboutCurrently writing new poems and editing stories. Lost my host for my story site, searching for a new one. Also working on my first book. "Exposed" will be filled with my poetry. Print date TBD. more..Writing
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