Just a moment in time..a lapse of confusion. A break from clarity. Fogged by the daily overwhelming routine of life. Now, renewed, regenerated and revived.  Open..wide,  and stretched. Unzipped and naked. A smile. A smile..pure and without pretense. A kiss. A kiss..never to be washed from my cheek. A hand.  …

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These Fingers

Venice Hands

I’ve noticed that I haven’t been wearing any rings lately; on my fingers. No polish, or color; except for my own brown glossy shade. I’m attracted to the plainness, the shortness of fingernail, the roundness of knuckle, and the delicate bends. The softness of palm with blushing lines throughout The …

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