My hand holds secrets
Unfolding in perfect time.
My hand holds comfort,
Soft and sweet is my touch.
My hand feeds my longing
To caress, to share, to express.
My hand sings the subtlety of
My words as they tumble on lyrical pages
My hand holds my heart
It nurtures, sustains, and responds to the call.
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