These hands
Portals to unfolding delights
Makers of food, paint, and earthly rights
These hands
So strong and full of promise
What will you create today
In waves of soap bubbles and clay
These hands
So magnetic in nature
What will you manifest
Blessed creatures
And, where do you go,
When my attention is elsewhere?
Are you hungering for another
Pen to hold
Rock to toss
Stick to carve
Brush to bare?
What thoughts course thru your sinues
As you flex, stretch and press
Palms to floor
Tips to earths core?
As you radiate love
From one to another
Caress creases of old photos
And legs of your lover?
What sensations arise
And pass thru to me
As you dear hands,
Allow me to see?
To peer into tactile delight
To sense by touch all this hidden light
To hold on
To let go
What Dear hands
Are you yearning to know?
Pleasure makers
And heat seekers
Animated skin dancing across fleshy
Sensor fields of electric awareness.
Oh,
Hands.
Thank you for your gifts.