wrapped hands

all I was given was strength
a dull and blunted tool
I stare out at beauty
with the clarity of a fool

all I was given was ferocity
a rulebook without rules
a limited life vocabulary
an outdated set of tools

all you were given was beauty
intelligence and grace
a heart to dry my soul and boat
my lighthouse is your face

all I was given was physicality
an afterthought, a whim
I struggle in the mighty seas
the great minds often swim

all you were given was a kindness
wrapped around a true
all I was given was brutality
it stops me from loving you
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2019

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EXRED
wow how sad, good written poem as always but sad again hug
salamuna
Very good write..as always. I agree with Exred...a lot of sandess in it. Lilly applause
godsprincessonline today!
There is always hope that one day you can love and be gentle with the right one. Do not give up hope "Wrapped Hands".

Kathy sad flower teddybear
Bluesky60
I liked your words.
southmiami4321online today!
Nicely written but a past love never limits a future passion.
wave SM
lovecanbereal
Unique,enjoyed...thumbs up
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