I close my eyes
as you led
imagining the perfect place
describe to me, in detail
you said
We are driving somewhere
Anywhere
I glance over
Your hand
resting there
between us
Instantly, I recognize
A flood of images
are upon me
At once, and slowly, in perfect time
I recall now
staring at your hands
many times over
subconsciously, drinking in
every line, every movement
as we spoke
Unaware; their impact
I realize now, in this moment
I have always loved your hands
The size, shape, intensity
the ease of them
The imagined feel, in any way
strong, gentle
warm
they are; I somehow know
The intention of them
part of you
as you move through every part of your day
This essence
so you
To me, your hands