Hand to Hand

The muse at Pictures, Poetry & Prose was a beautiful black and white photograph of aged hands.

The suggested prompt: His hands tell a story. Offer your creativity to share it.
You'll note I took literary license and made the poem about a woman.
Or it could have been a drag queen ... you decide.

My submission:

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Hand to Hand

Once lacquered, long and slender
adorned with fine glinting gems,
waved haughtily at adoring faces.

Now creased, twisted and gnarled
weathered with gruesome russet spots,
waiting patiently for attention.