Handy

These are the hands
That hold a pen
That help me to write
Now, and again
These are the hands
That i can count my fingers
To work out a sum
When my mind lingers
These are the hands
When joined with another
That expresses fondness
And desire for a lover
These are the hands
That i stuck in the air
When knowing the answer
To a question, so there!
These are the hands
That held my thumb on my nose
Then wriggled my fingers
For a cheeky pose!
These are the hands
That played with toys
And clapped together
To make some noise
These are the hands
That ive had all my life
That despite their beginning
I am now their wife...
These are the hands
With sensually creative fingers
That caressed my lovers
For an orgasm that lingers
These are the hands
That will forever offer peace
And will occasionally help me
Eat chocolate, or cheese!

by Jemia