It was his hand <br />as we sat side by side; <br />he waved it <br />as a flag <br />waves in a breeze. <br /> <br />The fingers arched <br />and flowed <br />up <br />down <br />and up again; <br /> <br />pausing at one time <br />then moving again. <br /> <br />I looked into his eyes <br />and his eyes slanted <br />to his hand <br />saying look again. <br /> <br />I looked to notice that hand <br />was spelling a name <br />or saying <br />with each finger <br />lettering <br />where I could see <br />an 'I' <br /> <br />and crooked L <br />and O <br />a V <br />an E <br />a U. <br /> <br />He was so close I could <br />feel his body move <br />with each letter formed. <br /> <br />Enraptured, <br />I swayed with him <br />in this lettering <br />on the M <br />A <br />R <br />R <br />Y <br />M <br />E <br />and the crooked finger <br />question mark. <br /> <br />How could you not <br />love a man like this? <br />I did: <br />and I spelled it out <br />for him too <br />Y <br />E <br />S <br /> <br />My fingers swayed <br />in that loving breeze <br />and does still today. <br /> <br />He seduced <br />me, <br />fingering <br />the air<br /><br />Lonnie Hicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-seduction-of-ada/
