Your long nails brushed
Against my startled fingers.
A thing not meant,
Yet the memory lingers.
Some other will explore
To their full extent
The pleasure of nails,
Not for me meant.
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Many thanks for the kind share, Michael. Kevin
:-)) xx
Yeah! Now the women nails are in Christmas styling. Dont ask me, whats the meaning. 😉 Have a beautiful 3rd of Advent, Kevin! xx Michael
Thank you, Michael. You to, enjoy the time running up to (and Christmas) itself. All the best. Kevin
Thank you as well, Kevin! What a great entertainment with all your fantastic poetry. I hope you will also have a nice celebration with Apollo. xx Michael
Thank you, Michael. I’m delighted you enjoy my poetry. And I’m sure that Apollo will enjoy some leftover Christmas turkey!
Thank you as well, Kevin! Oh yes, let him enjoy a piece of the turkey. xx Michael
Mmmm… charming! Keep writing, keep spreading the love. 👏👏 imma follow you for more. Kindly follow back.
Thank you for your kind comments and for liking my poem. I shall check out your blog. Kind regards. Kevin
Great. You’re welcome