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my rough face caressed

by Sigurdur Haraldsson

my rough face
caressed by
infant fingers

my stubble played with
by tiny hands
softer than silk

a toothless smile
and silent laughter
feasting my eyes

a wet kiss
planted on my nose
and sucked hard

in the hope of
nourishment other than
my abundant love


Posted on 10/03/2007
Copyright © 2021 Sigurdur Haraldsson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 10/04/07 at 02:35 AM

aww! i want to cuddle and coo one too...only, it would have to be somebody else's. lovely image. made me want to wipe my nose and tickle little toes.

Posted by Jim Benz on 10/04/07 at 04:23 AM

This brings back memories, and you had me all the way. But those last three lines really take the cake. good job on this one Sigurdur.

Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 10/07/07 at 11:14 PM

Magic! in complete agreement with the others' comments.

Posted by Rowan Luis on 02/16/08 at 01:49 PM

Ah! This made me grin :)

Posted by Jim Benz on 11/06/11 at 12:45 PM


Posted by Nadia Gilbert Kent on 11/06/11 at 08:40 PM

Simple and sweet.

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