Tuesday, August 29, 2006

a maze ment

the swirls and whorls
the labyrinths of each fingerprint
throb with memories
of your skin beneath my stroke.

2 comments:

QUASAR9 said...

Magical!

If I have not praised
your words before
let me now be pleased
to do so,
and to do so more

Sherry Pasquarello said...

thanks much, i wanted to try to post a poem because i felt it was due, especially as i was down about katrina and watched too many reminders over the past 2 days, so...