KarMel Scholarship 2004
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“The Touch of His Hands” By
Anonymous Desciption of
Submission: “An emotional piece of writing about
teenage repression.” – Anonymous |
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Every night, after the darkness fell There would come a man Made of empty and hollow bones His delicate hands Would rub against mine And I helpless, vanishing away He left me so cold Astray In rapture I have never felt so bare These bruises of mine These cuts and sores Ache with yearning For the hands of that man |