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Fingertips Quotes

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Kamand Kojouri
“I was mistaken
when I said you
live in my heart.
How absurd I was
when you live in my
fingertips so that everything
I touch is you. How foolish
I was when you live in my toes
so that everywhere I go there's you.
How senseless of me to say
you live in my heart
when you breathe in my lungs,
walk on my mind, and
drink in my mouth. I came to
pen another poem for you,
but even every unwritten poem
is you.”
Kamand Kojouri

Aleksandra Ninković
“I had a dream about you. Again. In fact I've had so many dreams about you that I can almost feel your skin under my fingertips and your breath every time we kiss. This time when you pulled me closer, even though I couldn’t see you, I knew it was you. I've heard your footsteps, and recognized them instantly. I’d recognize them anywhere, among many others. The way I yearn for you, you are always expected. And now I expect you to do just that. Kiss me. This time I am asking for it, because I need to make sure I am awake.”
Aleksandra Ninkovic, Dreaming is for lovers

“Your heart beats against the palm of my hand.
Its
need
to be
one with me
drips
between my fingertips
as I squeeze perfect drops of love into small
receptacles to be preserved,

for later.”
N'Zuri Za Austin, Fragments of a Reflection: Short Stories & Poetry

“...take off your sweater in the darkness and static flares as a tiny lightning storm - I am the same at the end of your fingertips ...”
John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

Sanhita Baruah
“You write poems with your fingertips
And I keep listening to the songs written on my skin
By some distant dream, similar words
But the verses never meet...”
Sanhita Baruah, The Farewell and other poems

C.B. Lee
“It's old-school to write by hand, but Jess likes the way the words blossom under her fingertips [. . .] These scribblings and imaginings are for no one else.”
C.B. Lee, Not Your Sidekick

Grace Curley
“The labyrinth was dirty, constricting. The smell of wet and rotted vines littered the air, making his tentative hands twitch and curl
with desperation. How he wished to be free again! To feel the glaciers melt into springs and witness the stars turn themselves
over and over again under his fingertips.”
Grace Curley, The Light that Binds Us

Christina Engela
“The TSA liked having fresh agents on the job. Fresh agents with a clear mind and steady hand. Time travel wasn’t for the faint of heart. The pay was good though, but as Scrooby had decided long ago, that even if he didn’t get paid for it, the thrill alone was payment enough. Then again, the TSA realized they couldn’t afford to have disgruntled employees with too much time on their hands and the power of the gods at their fingertips, so the pay was very, very good. Debriefing was routine. And how he hated routine! His supervisor was a senior agent called Guy Krummeck, a rather drab character who liked his shiny silver suits almost as much as he liked to go over every little detail at least three times. Minimum. This time everything went right, so it went quick. Twenty minutes later, tired, he clocked out and went home to his small apartment. Tomorrow, after all, was another day again.”
Christina Engela, The Time Saving Agency

Vincent Okay Nwachukwu
“If you have endured long in an endeavor, you have a long leash to mature in it. The expertise and ‘tricks’ should be at your fingertips; where expertise fails, ‘tricks’ come to the rescue.”
Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs - Volume 1