Saturday, February 1, 2025

tenuous




"tenuous"
I keep dreaming an image 
of your hand clasped 
in mine, 
interlocked fingers 
with each one 
over 
the other 
slightly bent inward 
holding tightly 
each other's hands. 

I can't seem 
to get it out of my dreams, 
it's an image I know I have seen 
so many times before 
in reality, 
   but know now 
   I won't again 
   outside of my dreams.

I can still see vividly 
the textures of your skin, 
the hue and creases 
of your hand, 
your painted fingernails, 
the tiny scar you have 
on your knuckle, 
I can still even remember 
how cold your hands 
always seemed to be, 
always wanting to warm them 
with mine.

I would from time to time 
turn your hand over 
and look at the fine lines 
stretching across 
your palms 
gently sliding the tip 
of my finger 
over your heart line 
before touching 
your entire palm with mine 
and sliding my fingers in between yours
and holding your hand like 
it would be forever.
-Armando Torres

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