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Unfold a whisper
held on your tongue—
it is sweetest released
on the curve of my ear—
your lips a light-touch paintbrush
coloring my skin.
And you will find me
folding
my hand into yours—
a canvas of two—
us blended,
entwined and unending.
© 2023 Jennifer Wagner
15 comments:
Nice one Jennifer
Much💛love
"A canvas of two" is perfection. Beautiful poem.
I feel two hearts as one here. What a joyful reality to feel that way about someone.
There is so much love in these words. These lines especially spoke to me,
"And you will find me
folding
my hand into yours—
a canvas of two—"
I like how the first stanza is unfolding and the second is folding.
Beautiful. Love the blending of the two... and into a new hue!
How lovely!
Yours is a lovely quadrille ... a love story.
You got me at unfold a whisper... such expression of love.
I love the idea of unfolding ‘a whisper held on your tongue’, Jennifer, and I imagined feeling it on the curve of my ear! I also liked that the second stanza has a folding of hands.
"unfold a whisper"--you hooked me with that first line. Beautiful!
Beautiful and touching, lovely and makes me smile.
Such a lovely and beautifully written poem!
I love the perfectly paced flow of this.
Ooh La La !! :-) What a beautiful post, its like turning a corner. Youthful and colorful! Loved it.
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