Hands are intimate objects of affections
Hold hands on dirty streets, forget the vague world behind our feet
Careful caresses on college couches, fingertip to nose, temple, eyebrows
Sex-lined seduction, palms pressed on pulsing points, past prude and innocence
Grasp-hold gestures line our curvatures together, eyes against cheek, chin tucked in neck
Combination created, skin to skin, hands are intimate. Your touch; invisible
