Hand in Hand
By Carolyn Fontanez You lustrous goddess, Yearning to be free. Your ubiquity shines into every corner, Every nook and cranny of the human species. You are a spectrum, liberating The enigmatic particles into beams of relief. Giving us passion, revival, the fruit of our dreams, You caress my skin with a touch Barely like the hand of a mother, but so familiar. You caress me. And I, your innocent duckling, cannot caress you back, But instead I hug you, With so much fear, Not deference, but admiration You have guided me, And now it is my turn to guide you.
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