IN YOUR GENTLE PALMS
In your gentle palms
My heart lies defenseless
Like an egg in the hands
Of an innocent lad
You may do one of two things:
Smash it against the wall of insensitivity
Or put it under the brooding warmth
Of your only hen
Where it will become a new chick
But how else may I say it, my priceless jewel?
It is only to be imagined
What our love will mean to each other!