I dream of your hands

I dream of your hands

tangled like need

in my hair

as I breathe you in.

.

I dream of your hands

finding every curve and line

touching them

molding them to your palms

like a sculptor.

.

I dream of your hands

covering every inch of my skin

a blistering caress

that ignites my own fire.

.

I dream of your hands

making my body sing

with a touch, a grasping at 

that tells me I am yours

my song for your ears only.

.

I dream of your hands

and my own hands

become your proxy.