HIS HANDS (POETRY W/AUDIO)

http://soundcloud.com/mentalnotes-1/his-hands-poetry#play

See…

He was a man

Evidence by the incents flowing from his sweat glands

And every drop had the purest destination it would land

He entered with a whisper and gently transitioned  to a command

He spoke in Arabic and taught me the language so that I could understand

Funny thing…

I gathered all this information even before I felt his hands

‘Cause that’s what women do

Investigative reporters

So much better than  Nancy Drew

We’ll be home cooking dinner and at the same time watching you

His hands were so powerful they split Adams and made me two

Its been three weeks now and I’m still collecting his residue

I go to church on Sunday to praise God for making not one hand but two

I know its sounds crazy

But

You didn’t feel his hands!

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One comment

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