Run your hands across my brow
and remove the sweat from the days toil
Run your finger beneath my eyes
and remove the tears of sadness that wells
Run your hand across my breast
and remove the broken beats of my heart
Run your finger around my thickened waist
and remove the swelling of middle age
Run your hands up my thighs
and tell me I am still a woman.
TeAnne © 23 Feb. 2000 |