artist fingers

queer-with-a-pen

i have ugly hands
chewed cuticles, bitten
down nails and blunted fingertips

still, she says that i do not
tells me that my hands are beautiful
the hands of an
artist/writer/painter

the hands of a lover

but until these broken and
scarred hands of mine
have explored every dip
and contour of her body

how can i be sure?

  • Author: Boaz Priestly (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 26th, 2020 23:56
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 35
  • Users favorite of this poem: James Michael
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  • James Michael

    How can you be sure? The ugliness that dissuades others might be the beauty the one you’re with seeks.

    My wife might actually like my calloused hands! I’ll have to ask her.



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