Slip my fingers up your sleeve.
I feel your forearm.
Fire and ice are there,
Power, and something hidden.
Dream, to fruition.
I'm there just below,
In the wings of the elbow.
What else is up here?
A trick, a Joker,
A Queen, a Knave, and there's you,
An ace in the hole.
-jenn
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