A hand Five fingers The veined back and fleshy palm. Two hands Ten fingers A woman's hand
Mine are scarred Accidents and fights Only on my right hand.
A woman's hands Palms On my cheeks Soft and warm.
It's been years. Since a woman's touched Me. Eyes shut Soul open Bewitched by the palms Of a woman's two hands And the magic of a new memory. They last the longest.
Drawing by Egon Schiele
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