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like hands.
these leaves
are so like
hands
open upward
yearning endlessly for
touch
they change
full spectrum of
colours
gently caressing
anything that may
pass
are so like
hands
open upward
yearning endlessly for
touch
they change
full spectrum of
colours
gently caressing
anything that may
pass
Published 28th Oct 2015
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28th Oct 2015 3:59am
leafy hands beseeching the wind for gentleness;
but the wind is never gentle.
beautiful nature poetry...
but the wind is never gentle.
beautiful nature poetry...
16th Nov 2015 5:36am
I adore the imagos and metas placed
within & beneath your piece. In
which I much agree, it is that of sure
hope to touch someone through our
leaves.
-Howlings
within & beneath your piece. In
which I much agree, it is that of sure
hope to touch someone through our
leaves.
-Howlings
