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She told me it was endearing The way I move my hands Never mind that I was drunk Again Never mind that if hands could stutter Mine were half loaded cannons Threatening to hit anyone who got too close So I showed her the sign for “I love you” And “Beautiful” And because it’s my favorite “Dream” With her back to my chest I told her a story with my hands and her body She told me that she never realized hands could say so much Forget that they feel like zippers sometimes The way they clasp into love Forget about the days When fists were held in the air You acted surprised when so many people looked like superman and solidarity Forget that mine tremble with no sign of stopping From the chemo And the fear that anyone I love will someday leave me When we hold hands you can feel it And I’m always asked if I’m cold I show her the sign for “Butterfly” And “Stubborn” And explain my second favorite sign is “Believe” Because you’re really telling people that you are married to your thoughts I jokingly sign “Marry” And “Heartache” But I tell her it means that I am trying to keep my heart trapped in my body Like it might try and escape These hands They will bake you a cake on your birthday And they will rub your shoulders when you need to relax They will squeeze you like they were trying to remember what you feel like These hands They can do so much
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Jul 23, 2011
Jul 23, 2011 at 8:44 AM UTC
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She told me it was endearing The way I move my hands Never mind that I was drunk Again Never mind that if hands could stutter Mine were half loaded cannons Threatening to hit anyone who got too close So I showed her the sign for “I love you” And “Beautiful” And because it’s my favorite “Dream” With her back to my chest I told her a story with my hands and her body She told me that she never realized hands could say so much Forget that they feel like zippers sometimes The way they clasp into love Forget about the days When fists were held in the air You acted surprised when so many people looked like superman and solidarity Forget that mine tremble with no sign of stopping From the chemo And the fear that anyone I love will someday leave me When we hold hands you can feel it And I’m always asked if I’m cold I show her the sign for “Butterfly” And “Stubborn” And explain my second favorite sign is “Believe” Because you’re really telling people that you are married to your thoughts I jokingly sign “Marry” And “Heartache” But I tell her it means that I am trying to keep my heart trapped in my body Like it might try and escape These hands They will bake you a cake on your birthday And they will rub your shoulders when you need to relax They will squeeze you like they were trying to remember what you feel like These hands They can do so much
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Jul 23, 2011
Jul 23, 2011 at 8:44 AM UTC
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