The back of hand

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I took the back of your hand
And put it to my forehead every day
In hope within my lips
That what you give me will bring wisdom

And you put your palm on my eyes
Call it a mercy and let you guide me

Yet you give me loathe
You paint my eyes black and white
With unreasonable anger
With misplaced joy
Your palm began to obscure
My eyes my nose my mouth

Do not defy me
You said
I know what is
But how will I see
How will I breathe
How will I eat
If your hand
Never let me go
Exceed its welcome

(UCA)