my hands

i keep my hands on the keyboard...
it will be hard,that i know
with my hands
screaming to touch me...
feels so nice..
to love and be loved...
to want and be met
with passion equal to my own...
i want alot of things...
if you touch me i will tell...
hold on... to these things...
hold me as i write this rant
an ode maybe...
a plea too
for my hands...
to keep off
till we get the ok...
till i can let him touch me...
till we can have our own good times...
till we can revenge on this tiny bit
musings... my tits have...
my torso too... pussy
to be touched... nice and easy
till all i feel is nothing but him.