I love your hands.
They're one of your best features.
They're so large and masculine.
I love it when your hands are gripping mine.
You make me feel excited and safe with a touch.
Your hands reassure me when I'm sleeping.
Your hands comfort me when I'm weeping.
And your hand can satisfy me beyond measure.

When you touch my cheek, I can feel myself still blush.
When you glide your hand down my arm, I can feel goosebumps arise. I'm still nervous and excited just from your touch.
When you touch my lips, I stop breathing. I move in closer so you could do more.

I wish and hope that'll I'll be touched by you forever.


© Reyna Ober