Firm

This wanted to be a story, but it’s the last day of poetry month so I tweaked it a bit.

His handshake told me secrets
Tight, but not too tight
Slightly calloused palms
And unbelievable heat

I knew in two seconds
His attitude, aptitude
The depth of his command
And his ability to direct me

Short nails,
Long fingers
Communicating
And dictating the future

“I am firm”
“I am dependable”
“A solid foundation”
And irresistible to me

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