Saturday, August 7, 2010

Hands

Everything I hope,
Everything I hold,
Resides within these
Two imperfect hands.
Heartbreaks soothed,
Wounds healed.
Sides brushed until
Laughter is all that can be heard
Echoing for miles.
With these two imperfect hands...
Lies my salvation.
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