10 Fingers
10 fingers weld together,
5 with nails painted red,
5 rough and used,
Slowly back and forth they swing.
Smiles.
Hearts sing.
Heart stings.
Sitting frozen, eyes sink.
5 fingers left unknown,
5 fingers hug a face,
10 fingers paint a mask,
This water color happiness is where I bask.
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