Thursday, June 30, 2016

Sheath


Comparing the size
of our hands,
fingers and fronts aligned,
printed and palmed,
nervous and calmed,
convexes filling hollows,
concaves where fallow;
my chilly tips
pressed 'gainst your
warm mitts,
the roughened edges 
only just familiar.  
Where the 
Ends extend,
bend;
mismatched pairs
wrap and fold,
Properly. 

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