Act one scene two
All that falls toward the ground watered
My herb and spices grown to salivate
Your words of captivity lets action speak
In the palm of your hands, come harvest
Freed and reset, give me mouth to mouth
Compressions to restore my ids lifeless sill
In the palm of your hands, taste your fruit
Take me to your secret place of secrets
Smooth me in cocoa butter under the sun
In the palm of your hands, breast to thighs
In the palm of your hands, heart and soul
What seems to slip away I'll arrest
All that hides in this womb to birth
My fertile earth toils for such cavalier
Open me up so I can hear the sights
In the palm of your hands juice and berry
Sugar from the root of trees tall as cane
Your strength puts me in song and dance
In the palm of your hands, squeezed juice
Take me to your secret place of secrets
Freed and reset, give me mouth to mouth
Compressions to restore my ids lifeless sill
In the palm of your hands, heart and soul
Slipping away
In the palm of your hands
Away, away
Slipping away
In the palm of your hands
Slipping away
Slipping away
In the palm of your hands
Copyright, Nina Lee 2014
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Poetry by Nina Lee
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Written on 2014-06-18 at 18:44
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IN THE PALM OF YOUR HANDS
What seems to slip away I'll rescueAll that falls toward the ground watered
My herb and spices grown to salivate
Your words of captivity lets action speak
In the palm of your hands, come harvest
Freed and reset, give me mouth to mouth
Compressions to restore my ids lifeless sill
In the palm of your hands, taste your fruit
Take me to your secret place of secrets
Smooth me in cocoa butter under the sun
In the palm of your hands, breast to thighs
In the palm of your hands, heart and soul
What seems to slip away I'll arrest
All that hides in this womb to birth
My fertile earth toils for such cavalier
Open me up so I can hear the sights
In the palm of your hands juice and berry
Sugar from the root of trees tall as cane
Your strength puts me in song and dance
In the palm of your hands, squeezed juice
Take me to your secret place of secrets
Freed and reset, give me mouth to mouth
Compressions to restore my ids lifeless sill
In the palm of your hands, heart and soul
Slipping away
In the palm of your hands
Away, away
Slipping away
In the palm of your hands
Slipping away
Slipping away
In the palm of your hands
Copyright, Nina Lee 2014
All rights reserved by author 2014
Poetry by Nina Lee
Read 772 times
Written on 2014-06-18 at 18:44
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