Hidden eeries of desire echo to angelsongs of love: The Hand That Isn't There

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

The Hand That Isn't There

I am holding the hand that isn’t there, Smiling my little smile, Saved from depression and despair, Free from misery’s wiles; I walk among the rainbowed blooms Enraptured by their brazen shades And drunk on delicate perfumes And I am tenderly unafraid. I am holding the hand that isn’t there, The... Sign in to see full entry.

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