I KISSED HIS FINGERS
And so we went together clinging,
drawn by our tenuous hours
There came a gentleness
in the cool night air,
gentleness filled our souls that hour.
What hour? It is difficult to say.
The time is now.
He entwined his arms around me
and we leaned on the balcony rail,
far into starlit night.
I raised his hand against my cheek,
delicately kissed his palm –
finger after finger.ilanaha w. Haley