
He had hands like magnets on my skin
Sending pulsations tunneled imagination was a combination
That serenaded my porcelain
There was something in his gaze
And not even a short paraphrase could describe this mans hands
They weren’t like typing hands but sexy chiseled
His energy was so powerful it turned my storm into a drizzle
I’m telling you this man had hands like magnets
Sending sensations in me so deep they left fragments
I know it sounds crazy
But
You didn’t feel his hands!
There was something that oooozzzed from him like a man
Evidence by the incense 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 only one hand
But 2
I know it sounds crazy
But
You didn’t feel his hands!
This mans hands came already framed
He had hair so beautiful every lock had its own name
If I were blind his hands would have felt me a story
He took me on this journey
From 19 to 40
From disgrace to glory
From a dark night to a bright morning
There is power in a touch
From the second he graced that room
I swear I felt his rush
There is power in a touch
I know it means nothing to you
But to me it meant much
So I ran home after the poetry slam and listened to the best of Kem
And naturally I wrote a poem about him
This man had hands like magnets that rotated themselves on my blades
He was like a glade plug-in that lingers
Leaves imprints but never fades
It was his prolonged rhyme
And his clock like broken hand
But still made time against me
Made time against me
Made time against me
Made time against me
chiseled or simply pulsating
my fingers faster than my grip
I could show u my strength
but perhaps a quickie is all I have
Competition (1)
Loved it dear friend🤗💞👍
Thank you 🙂
My pleasure dear friend!🤗
Amazing
Thank you 😊