her hands
~~~
of all the things her hands could do
like pinch or slap or harm
I love them just how they are now
so gentle - loving - warm
they’re creamed and scented – manicured -
their touch is whisper-soft
caressing – touching everywhere -
they send my soul aloft
her fingertips leave sensate trails
electric on my skin
creating goose bumps in their wake -
whate’er she wants, she’ll win
she slowly traces burning lips
and whispers in my ear
“just lie back there and let me love...”
I try to persevere
her fingertips are magical
her palms are satin smooth
with artistry she touches all
the need in me she’ll soothe
she writes “I love you” on my chest
in ink not seen but felt -
she circumnavigates my chest
and I begin to melt
she touches, tickles, tempts, torments -
she fondles, feels, and finds
she brings me to the edge and waits
aware what’s on my mind
her hands bring out the beast in me
that’s howling to be calmed -
she has me right where she wants me -
there, eating from her palm
~~~
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The touch of smooth, warm loving hands is definitely great!