Pink Fingers – Khairul Ahsan

I can set out on a world tour
On foot, holding your fingers, 
Your beautiful, pink fingers. 

I can spend years in meditation
Like a sage, if you let me clench
Your pink fingers in my fist.

I can embark on a parachute jump
From the top of the Mt. Everest, 
If I have with me, your pink fingers.

I can write a poem every morning, 
Only if every night I go to sleep
Holding one or more of your fingers.

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