NaPoWriMo #18 – The Dare

 

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The Dare

 

You walked across

The empty street and 

Reached out your hand

 

It seemed like a giant’s hand

A threat

A dare

 

Be human again 

Incarnate

Just for this moment

 

With all of the voices

Shouting disapproval

I reached out in surrender

 

I took your hand in mine

Cool in the sunshine

Your palm larger than my own

 

Meaty flesh against my flesh

The softest definition

Of touch

 

And I knew

There is no substitute 

For the open hand

 

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