PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Mold me from your hand

     create me from your fingers,

branches for you to swing from

  your fingertips will be

           my leaves, petals for you to

caress

    your wrist my trunk for you

to climb or cut

                      and when you've come to love me,

       you can wrap me in a fist and

let your palm warm me slowly