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.