A Woman’s Touch

with a feminine caress
she quells rigid angles
curves them
moulds them
into petal soft submission


4 thoughts on “A Woman’s Touch

  1. even the trunk
    of her postulates
    curve the entrances
    to her wombs
    to her blooms
    meant to scrawl
    the painted walls
    the bricks stacked
    so neatly
    waiting for fingers
    to see
    the Sun
    loves them

    this one is many levels,brilliant…between organic and mechanical…between light and shadow…between blood-red of life and the beyond the blue of an airless death…this is a cry that reaches for the certainty of joy every time…thank you…Edward

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