MY HAND

I long to hold your hand within my hand,
And feel your gentle softness with my hand.
I want to know that you enjoy my hand
Caressing you with gentle strokes. My hand
Has felt and known desire at your hand,
For you have always been with me to hand
Me love I need, and place it in my hand.
I love to cup your cheek within my hand,
And feel the warmth which flows into my hand.
No other love could hope to gain my hand
In friendship or in love, for now my hand
Longs only for the warmth of your soft hand.
I’ll always love to touch you with my hand,
Just feeling warmth and softness with my hand.

June 9, 1981

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