Deft digits danced across the keys, clicking and clacking with a quickness that forwent quiet. He never understood why they called it hacking, a word that implied brutality rather than creeping finesse.
She had a deft hand at many things. He’d watched her for months at work. Her fingers sweeping across the keyboard, the way she twirled her stationary in her hands when she was thinking. A deft touch with her dress and her makeup. No he watched for the first time as her deft fingers undid the buttons on his shirt.
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Charity lee krow
Deft or daft. or deftones. I like deftones am I off topic? Carlos got to see the deftones in Detroit but I didn’t get to go. Bo boooo booo! Is deftones a play on words between deaf and Tones being something auditory. Michael jackson said auditory ears. LOL! He
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good at something
quick
able
skilled
professional
apt
super
good
Kathleen Condos
Deft is hard to write about. It’s a word we don’t often use. Deftly we do. Usually in relation to fingers, it seems. His fingers deftly worked at untying the knot. I don’t know. This was hard.
I was unsure of our destination when we had landed in the jungle off the coast of Guyana. We were concern of the deft that was announced on the radio, and we new something was wrong when the plane circled and headed eastward.
I am deft at so many things. Call me Ms. Deft. I can do this, that, and the other thing. I can cook, clean, and deftly make oragami. Don’t believe me? You’re loss.
Sophie C-B
Daresay, Dapper Dan’s deft derring-do did decisively defeat dastardly Dr. Doom’s deplorable design, definitely diverting disastrous destruction.
dufis
His handling of the questions was deft, like a magician handling cards. His face was just so, a slight smile that, any wider, would have been smug; any smaller and it would have looked prim.
how it is to be deft like wood in the willows or spring in the cotton tails of youthful bunnies aloft and singularly solicitous with ever swish turn they on ballerina feet loll and roll i have this in a photograph diary
reluctant
you must think you’re clever
hiding all your evil
in everyday speech
‘creamy’ vs ‘muddy’
‘delicate’ vs ‘rugged’
‘good’ vs ‘evil’
how can i trust a language
that has demonized my skin
from the very beginning?
his deft hands moved quickly, rhythmically til they eventually came to a completely and abrupt stop. the stop not indicating the end—but the beginning. the beginning of something that would change my life forever
Another word I don’t exactly know the meaning of. So let me check it.
Deft – flink. Always reminds me of little squirrel or rabbits hushing aorund in the garden and trees. Too deft to follow, but grat to look at.
The cat really was deft. Her paws allowed her to step in exactly the places that they wanted to be able to step in. It is almost like the word Delft, which isn’t a particularly ‘deft’ city, I must admit. Much more quaint.
Deft implies a sort of delicateness, and the animal that mostly comes to mind is actually a cat. It’s a quaint prancing around. A precise, and limberly athletic pose.
His deft fingers moved at my buttons, pulling the fabric away from my skin. I breathed a sigh and shook with anticipation when he leaned in slowly to kiss me. My eyes shut and suddenly, I was floating.
Never underestimate
how deft my eyes can be
and see
that you are not the perfect one
the one for me
or anyone
is it hard
to tell a flower from
a rock
with no real power
but its cold and weighty
shower
it belongs to
nothing
Leaping was all she could do to properly escape. And she had, deft paws that drew her to and from the ground, grabbing and launching her in the right places, everything about were was worth moving, made for it. There would never be a way for anything to catch her.
She deftly slipped into the silent room, much to her enemy’s guarding dismay.
The silent flick of her glimmering blade slicked down the man’s throat, and she exited as deftly as she had entered.
Deft digits danced across the keys, clicking and clacking with a quickness that forwent quiet. He never understood why they called it hacking, a word that implied brutality rather than creeping finesse.
She had a deft hand at many things. He’d watched her for months at work. Her fingers sweeping across the keyboard, the way she twirled her stationary in her hands when she was thinking. A deft touch with her dress and her makeup. No he watched for the first time as her deft fingers undid the buttons on his shirt.
Oh, your fingers are irreverent.
His fingers traced my skin, skipping over scars.
d;ksjdf;lkasjdfl;kjasd;flkjasd;lfkh
Charity lee krow
Deft or daft. or deftones. I like deftones am I off topic? Carlos got to see the deftones in Detroit but I didn’t get to go. Bo boooo booo! Is deftones a play on words between deaf and Tones being something auditory. Michael jackson said auditory ears. LOL! He
good at something
quick
able
skilled
professional
apt
super
good
Deft is hard to write about. It’s a word we don’t often use. Deftly we do. Usually in relation to fingers, it seems. His fingers deftly worked at untying the knot. I don’t know. This was hard.
I was unsure of our destination when we had landed in the jungle off the coast of Guyana. We were concern of the deft that was announced on the radio, and we new something was wrong when the plane circled and headed eastward.
I am deft at so many things. Call me Ms. Deft. I can do this, that, and the other thing. I can cook, clean, and deftly make oragami. Don’t believe me? You’re loss.
Daresay, Dapper Dan’s deft derring-do did decisively defeat dastardly Dr. Doom’s deplorable design, definitely diverting disastrous destruction.
His handling of the questions was deft, like a magician handling cards. His face was just so, a slight smile that, any wider, would have been smug; any smaller and it would have looked prim.
how it is to be deft like wood in the willows or spring in the cotton tails of youthful bunnies aloft and singularly solicitous with ever swish turn they on ballerina feet loll and roll i have this in a photograph diary
you must think you’re clever
hiding all your evil
in everyday speech
‘creamy’ vs ‘muddy’
‘delicate’ vs ‘rugged’
‘good’ vs ‘evil’
how can i trust a language
that has demonized my skin
from the very beginning?
his deft hands moved quickly, rhythmically til they eventually came to a completely and abrupt stop. the stop not indicating the end—but the beginning. the beginning of something that would change my life forever
Another word I don’t exactly know the meaning of. So let me check it.
Deft – flink. Always reminds me of little squirrel or rabbits hushing aorund in the garden and trees. Too deft to follow, but grat to look at.
The cat really was deft. Her paws allowed her to step in exactly the places that they wanted to be able to step in. It is almost like the word Delft, which isn’t a particularly ‘deft’ city, I must admit. Much more quaint.
Deft implies a sort of delicateness, and the animal that mostly comes to mind is actually a cat. It’s a quaint prancing around. A precise, and limberly athletic pose.
His deft fingers moved at my buttons, pulling the fabric away from my skin. I breathed a sigh and shook with anticipation when he leaned in slowly to kiss me. My eyes shut and suddenly, I was floating.
Never underestimate
how deft my eyes can be
and see
that you are not the perfect one
the one for me
or anyone
is it hard
to tell a flower from
a rock
with no real power
but its cold and weighty
shower
it belongs to
nothing
Leaping was all she could do to properly escape. And she had, deft paws that drew her to and from the ground, grabbing and launching her in the right places, everything about were was worth moving, made for it. There would never be a way for anything to catch her.
She deftly slipped into the silent room, much to her enemy’s guarding dismay.
The silent flick of her glimmering blade slicked down the man’s throat, and she exited as deftly as she had entered.