Feeling around in the dark
We found you
Shapelessness
We placed hands together
Formed you
When it was posed as impossible
We held on
Time allowed and kept up
We profound
A melody fortunate
Trapped in the minds of those that we touch
And we touch
Often
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This original blog post and poem was written and copyrighted by Juana M. Gumbs. All rights are reserved by her. May 2020 (C)
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