Write about hands
Hands
Slender fingers caress my spine
Coming to rest on the small of my back
Goose pimples all over my skin
The power you wield when you stretch out your hand
Tears streaked my face as I read what you wrote
The content was lovely, penmanship exquisite
I felt the love behind every stroke
The power you wield when you stretch out your hand
Tears on my face match the tears on my skin
In a matter of minutes you brought us to our end
Beating on me was not part of the plan
The power you wield when you stretch out your hand
~RC
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Poetry Prompts 2
PoetryA second collection of original poems inspired by prompts from the internet. Sometimes all that is needed is a little prick in the water ball to have emotions gushing; prompts are kinda prickly for me...just saying. Anyway...here goes. #theprose.com
