Black Poetry : His Hands

renee31127

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His hands, strong
But his touch, gentle
Soft against my cheek
My back
...sholders
With so much life they could touch my soul
His skin smooth
...flawless
His breath aginst me
Tickling my neck with each word he whispered in my ear
With words so sweet
Like poetry
He spoke to the rythme of my heartbeat
His whole being took over me
Satisfying me compleatly
His hands defined him
Lightly touching
But not lacking any virtuality
He stood with the nobility that made him a man
He stood as a king
And I beside him
Felt like his queen
 

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