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H I B A

...she is touching my back from  low-side to head,
             and vice-versa,head-low-side,
        with her long,beautiful cold fingers...

    she is walking with them on my spine,
         like a musician on his piano:
    sometimes there are painful sounds,
      sometimes really, very"dolorosa",
         SOMETIMES ANDANTE, CALM, GENTLY
  and sometimes,presto,vivace,allegro,full of joy.

 menwhile,her fingers become warm,and so do i,
      i start feeling much better,warmblooded,
        not just in my spine,in my heart too...

  she gave me a "phisyotherapy" treatment,,
  her name is H I B A...wich means in arabic  language,
                              "G I F T"
                                  H I B A.
— itzhak bareket, Jul 02, 2010

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Candlewitch

Candlewitch

15 years 10 months ago

Hello

Nice to meet you. I loved the imagery this brought to my mind. My favorite lines are: menwhile,her fingers become warm,and so do i, i start feeling much better,warmblooded, not just in my spine,in my heart too… Always, Cat