Clairvoyant.
D Dónall Dempsey
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You take my hand
in your hand
look at it
quizzically
trace out
each time
with a gentle
scarlet fingernail
follow each
tributary of me
to its source
your gaze
unravelling
the secrets
of me
one by one
your eyes
seeing
what I am
to become
your breath
touches my heartline
as I(wrapt
in your perfume)
listen enraptured
to tales of love
a future
dangled tantalisingly before me
and then you
make it all come true
not knowing
how to read palms
but knowing just how
to love me.
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