Beautiful Hands

Gently, gently, gentlemanly--
place the fingerprint there
and leave a mark of grace.

Blessed soft light
brush tender gold on skin
as its shifts and breathes.
The most human part of you,
defter than words and stronger than mind,
is also the simplest.

Create, shift.
Touch, change.

They hold you up and I keep you down
and one thing, one thing
this light they carry--
oh, how I love them.

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