Fingers Interlace

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the stroke of your thumb against my pulse

the smooth glide
of soft skin
on skin

a palpable impression

the ocean waves
of You
lap against
the soft sands
of Me
creating a coastline of Us


penetration without piercing

you think what you hold
is my hand in yours


it is a tactile twining
of heart

and I don’t want to let go

0 thoughts on “Fingers Interlace

  1. The Varied God

    Interesting that you make the sands the feminine and the waters masculine. In many mythologies, the water is feminine (blood, milk) but it is matched by the masculine of the sky. In meeting, the two create the firmament. Still, you end in the same place, creating a coastline of Us. I like it.

    1. Mrs Fever Post author

      And yet the earth is mother.

      It always surprises me that water is not typically considered a masculine element. It penetrates; it permeates. Without it, it would be damned difficult to procreate.

      And by the same token, it never surprises me that water is considered feminine. Think how often (and in how many ways), for example, women tend to ‘flow’.

      Gender roles are a complicated thing, I think. Particularly in nature. :]

      Perhaps we should all explore our coastlines.

      1. The Varied God

        You know, it’s interesting: gender is a coastline, fluctuating, evolving, ever moving, shaped by the forces that push on it from either side. Good image, though I don’t know if that’s how you originally meant it.

  2. Jen

    Mmmmmm…..! This is exquisite! [Sigh!!!!!]
    I wouldn’t want to let go either!
    Thank you for sharing this 🙂

  3. wildoats1962

    I do like the imagery. Coastlines move, change, grow, shrink as the tides move in and out. Clouds could also be thought of as intertwining. The water comes down as rain goes back up through evaporation mixing with the air until the air is full. Then release.

    We are a part of all of us, but apart in our minds. A part and apart, together but distinct.


    1. Mrs Fever Post author

      And when the tide is no longer high, and the sediment once stirred has settled, the vast expanse between water and shore takes on a new meaning.

      So close, but so far away.


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