His hands
never left her skin
seeking sanctuary
in the bliss of a woman
~
nowhere would he
rather wander
rather stay
than in the warmth
and soft comfort
of a god-given gift
called “her”
*
©MidwestFantasy
December 2019
hands
Gentle Hands
Gentle hands
destroy me
with your grace
rip open
hidden desires
let them breathe
and give me life
so in return
I may be
everything
your heart craves
*
©MidwestFantasy
June 2019
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His Hand
Strong hand
deliciously low
on naked belly
trembling thoughts
stirring urgency
drips of ardent lust
glistening in wait
his fingers
hungry
for her sweet warmth
*
©MidwestFantasy
May 2019
My Sculptor
Sculpt of me
a wonder
to behold in your eyes
a gentle reminder
love exists
in flesh and bone
a solemn promise
this world still smiles
and happiness
is held in the magic
of your hands
*
©MidwestFantasy
December 2018
Ph-Gifer
Masculine Hands
Masculine hands
soothing aching desire
rising from naked flesh
searching long
for one magical touch
transuding beneath her skin
electrifying her soul
igniting the storm
screaming for release
*
©MidwestFantasy
09/03/2018
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Rock Me Punk
I heard your hands
begged them
come
play your bare, raw notes
where none exist
on my nakedness
create impure riffs
inciting shivers
I cannot control
make me ache
and rock along
sliding under
your tawdry punk beat
bucking with
your delinquent rhythm
my high notes
hitting your low notes
slams of coked stanzas
blowing my mind
blare your sounds
ripping my senses
from my skin
until nothing is left
of me
©MidwestFantasy
04/20/2018
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(Today is my birthday , and I just wanted to rock it the way I know best. I am what I am, and this kind of writing just makes me happy. )
Sunday Prayers
Love on my Skin
Fingertip Love
I brushed my fingertips
across his rough hands
excitement churning my insides
at the manliness before me
I traced the letters of my name
slowly, one by one
then drew a heart in his palm
my eyes turned up to his
and I breathed,
“I’m yours”
©MidwestFantasy
07/20/2017
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His Healing Hands
All she could feel
was the healing
in his hands
the soft talk
over skin
once deadened from abandonment
the gentle brushes
over her heart
bringing back
a beat long forgotten
the fierce hug
over all her being
saying let me love you
back to life
©MidwestFantasy
04/08/2017
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