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I long for your hand
reaching out to you
in your solitary time
it feels right to exchange
tenderness as rare
a garment today
everyone wearing
passion, jealousy, envy
claiming to feel
alive consumed indeed
that common look
wearing everything out
underwear outerwear
deeds feelings selfies
very little left beneath
simply I reach out
to your hand let it be
all with all its significance
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The poem is so profound and true in our society, Anna. You might enjoy the presentation of Brene Brown, Ph. D. who talks with a great sense of humor about the the issues you write about. https://www.udemy.com/the-power-of-vulnerability/?couponCode=b2971d24-91cc-422f-9cc5-6292cd53b59d
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Thank you for the link Alina, I just listened to it and she’s right on. Good point on being hyper aware of lack and focusing too much on scarcity. We do need re-programming on gratefulness for every little thing that makes us great and not miserable.
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Bravo, Anna!
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Happy you like it Fabio, thank you for your feedback!
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Hi Anna, this poem really touched me. Kiss.
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Ciao Marco, thank you!! Glad it touched you.
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love this one, Anna
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happy you do C.M. thank you
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Beautiful work, Anna!
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Thank you Noora! 🙂
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Reblogged this on jaswantsinghaman and commented:
Beautiful words! Simply Lovely!
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Grateful to you
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Oh Anna! Simply love you! Beautiful words!
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Thank you for your kind words and re-blogging!
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Wonderful images of the hand reaching out to the soul , evading all materialism , superbe.
Wishing you Happy Days to linger in your dreams.Kathy.
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Thank you Kathy, lovely to read your feedback and wonderful wishes… 🙂
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This is just beautiful, choked me up a little
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Thank you for your comment Rose Red. Well, if it did it means tenderness is precious for you too… let it be.
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