“Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.”
Hands, sensual, flowing, graceful.
Your hands dance with mine,
Flowing like a gentle stream, around the banks of me
The touch so slight, not holding, but grazing, delighting
Pleasure, not sexual, but pure, innocent,
Heat, energy, not forceful, but powerful
Your hands, so wonderful to watch, to feel, to know