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!
mentalnotes1 
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