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These Hands
These hands...
How they know you.
These hands...
How they touch you.
These hands have read
each line of you..
Felt every word of
braille on you.
These hands softly
caress your face...
Moments before each
kiss is placed.
From face to neck
then shoulders bare...
To stroking scalp
and toying with hair.
These hands have
followed every curve..
Tracing your spine
igniting each nerve.
These hands have
slowly drawn you near...
To whisper words
of love in your ear.
These hands have
feasted upon you...
Bite after bite all
over you.
Smooth skin and
warm breasts felt...
Within my hands
your flesh melts.
These hands gently
stoke your needs...
Have given pleasure
and granted pleas.
Your body's secrets
they have been told..
In those moments
you were hard to hold.
They have left their
marks on you...
Shades of blue
and greens too.
Upon your hips
and on your ass...
Where they have
tightly clasped.
My hands love to
roam and feel you...
With each tender
touch you know it's true.
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