2 hands
two hands warm together
after a fine guitarist’s set;
hidden music
muses
through the spheres
out in the audience
hidden in the middle, two arms
under a table with two full glasses
ignored
two hands commune
caressing
as if the one
and only touching
on earth,
before the fall
for an hour and a half
embodied, that
warm embrace of their fingers
and palms
close slow dancing
ever and ever
no palming
but sheer magic
one body, one spirit
by Daniel Wilcox
previously published by vox poetica magazine
June 2013
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