Arts
This Year, Jesus Has Two Mommies
Winter Fingers
WINTER FINGERS
Rough split skin
on my winter fingers.
Try so hard to be gentle
Light but the breaks
you feel are the edges of
my winter fingers.
Smooth satin up to the hard
part of you.
Carefully, but the tickle
moves inside you as
my winter fingers sooth you.
Closing them around
toes
feet
legs
mons
tummy
ribs
breasts
shoulders
arms
to your winter fingers.
Pat Robinson