Slender Your Hands
Slender your hands and soft and white
   As petals of moon-kissed roses;
Yet the grasp of your fingers slight
   My passionate heart encloses.
Innocent eyes like delicate spheres
   That are born when day is dying;
Yet the wisdom of all the years
   Is in their lovelight lying.

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Lane Core Jr. (
Created April 5, 2001; not revised.