Beloved’s hands.

Oh beloved friend of my heart,
companion to my deepest thought,
How can I describe your hands?
Words not enough, for their lovely trance.
Shall I compare to precious ivory glow,
nonperishable beauty, resist time’s blow.
Or compare to grapevine, elegantly curvaceous ,
with delightful greens, and yield fruiticious.
Twin soft palms riddled with fate’s lines,
assurances and warmth in their confines.
Though seen many tribulations of past,
steady and firm, to every challenge surpassed.
Their gentleness kindles adoration and awe,
giving life and warming the heart’s thaw,
Hoping one day, I will hold your palm,
admiring the humming ocean in the night’s calm.

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