I Create You With My Hands

I’ve not gone
I’m by your side
Standing in your shadow
I’m not gone

One finger
touching lightly
your soft breast

One hand
caressing gently
the beauty that is your face

Upon your skin
my lips wander
aimlessly
But with direction

Your sighs
stop the world.
In mid-flight
birds lose direction
And begin to look for you
only for you

I’ve not gone
I’m by your side
Standing in your shadow
I’m not gone

Kneading your flesh
this fountain of delights
this secret garden
I create you
with my hands
As you create me
with yours

Your touch
brings this shell
worn, broken
to life

I create you
with my hands
Caressing the folds of your
beautifully sculpted body
Gaining knowledge from each stroke
As my lips learn when they touch you

I become you
with my hands
And you me

My half !

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About teserak1

I am Noman
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