you are different
but you have the same hands
the same mouth
so it's hard not to remember
that our hands used to fit together
so perfectly on a night—any night—
spent on the couch, television on.
now we stiffen
as our hands graze one another
inches apart on the same couch.
your same hands.
Monday, January 25, 2010
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3 comments:
mine are always stiffened; aka, rough.
very nice m. xoxoxo.
I LOVE this! Please keep writing often! :)
i agree with suzy.....i miss your words!
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