i would look at your chubby, dimpled hand
picking the first apple it has ever picked
again and again.
a crappy photo does not do the moment justice,
how you pulled and tugged at the fruit,
looked at me only slightly bewildered,
invited me to put my hand on yours
to free the rosy treasure.
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http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/24/daily-prompt-stillness/
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I liked this a lot!
Why thank you!