I want to trace
the lines in your palm
to where your life
tangles with mine
and mingle for eternity,
smooth with my thumb
the crease in your brow
shadowed by the years
of shared passing,
touch with my lips
the echoes of laughter
etched on your cheek
and flecked in the sun
of your eyes,
open my hand
inside a lazy stream
and catch the ripple
of a dragonfly stealing a kiss
off the face of forever.
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