Galatea's Palmistry

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Galatea's Palmistry
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Fate engraved in skin
The life of the lines
Heart pumping on your hand
And the mound of Luna
Emotion
Rubs into you
Mars meaty plump asserts
Pottery or Paper plates
Holding hands
After dinner
Planets revolving around each finger
Reaching for space and time
And wanting to know
If your tears are real
When they run
May I explore the stories in your skin?


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