In a world of greatness
and triumph of fame
all the celebrities
were always the same
stylish bodies
but one thing was clear
hands were brillantly
cunning and shear
no-hands were placed as poor
What possibly could they be good for
the popes held high
in churches and the royal palace
no-hands kind could not make
pearls or golden chandeliers
of such beautiful work
could they not enjoy doing
no stews in their houses
were the brewing
just lieing on their backs in the streets
theyd trade for hands for their feet
but none would listen to them
except for him
the most exquiste man in this village
spotted a girl at the local grocery store
his heart lifted and started to soar
But he thought to himself
what would she be good for?
No-hands
incredibly not suited for a wife
who would cook or do his laundry
can't love her all his life
He walked up to her and tapped her shoulder
she swayed to turn
his heart ached and burned
for her eyes were a shade of greenish grey
He couldn't shake off this feeling of amaze
so unique, so angelic were her eyes of grace
oh did he crave for her embrace
right now and there
he smiled and stared
she laughed and told him her name was Bria
Oh what a lovely name for her to own
how could anyone leave her alone?
she told him what he wanted
why would a high hands man talk to her
he studdered a bit
and thought to himself
if only his lord would try and help
him explain this feeling
he felt deep inside
and why would she believe him
and confide
into his feeling and visions
of flowery brails and the most important decision
to marry this women
and make her blissful
her lips so soft and brimming the words, kissable
he told her her beauty was one of a kind
she frowned and said
please do not tell me lies
for I have been no-hands
since day one
and since that day
have none
respected me as a person
but yes my lady
I am different also
My heart desires more of you
your eyes speak the truth
like message from above
swarmed with warming love
He took her wrists
no hands to hold
with one hand took a dagger from his pocket
and pressed hard on his own
ripping of the flesh and bone
took out some thread and needles
starting to sew
she watched with eyes teary and hopeful
bealieving in someone once
of what he told
and gently he snipped off the left over
piece of string
watching the joy
he know brang
and life to her hand now
she moved it in front of her
puzzling over
what she had just earned
she couldn't speak
no words forming inside
now she knew she could confide
she leaped towards him
and kissed him pasionately
now together
as the same
this village will never be the same
Bria and Brent
now able to live together
one hand + one hand
= forever.
 
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