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these hands felt you for years

daughter

my fingers are knotted
with regrets
I pretend I have forgotten.

I see you,
sunlight beating quickly
from your half-beauty.

you smile into the creases
of your lover
with your mother's eyes
from years ago
when we still loved--

I see her in you,
making love to a boy
in the summer afternoon,
consumed in the honey
and silk of romance

and I want you to suffer
the way I have.


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  • piggyback
    August 30
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    Lovely romance imagery and that ending is so poignant. Really must hurt, on both ends. Nice job here.

  • though i liked the concept you were developing, it was just alright for me at first; but the last two couplets are what nailed it perfectly in place. it was an unexpected spin, yet it wrapped it all together. i like this a lot.


  • gislanni
    August 13

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    This is intensely gorgeous write. It carries subtlety and more. I cannot pick out a line from this write because I enjoyed it so.