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Poets are philosophers who sometimes rhyme.
Her hand rests snug in mine synchronized fingers slip into perfect symmetry of interlocking flesh and bone. Lightly knuckles fold an affectionate clamp. Tips softly caress then settle, thumbs overlap crux over hinge. Her delicate palm, tender smooth, lays engulfed … Continue reading
The sweep of road, a gradient line seldom walked. The stretch of a mile. Few cars hug the rising bend in the morning; by evening they descend. And in between the bulk of day scarce are the travellers passing that … Continue reading