so beautiful
yet out of shape
one's longer than the other
a little dented to the side
thumb's thick and fleshy
pinkie's a little bony
strange,
but beautiful hands
hands that i love to hold
when mine inevitably
start to shake
they calm me down
the warmth it seeps
greatly into my skin
the long and winding lines
where my fingers start
to flow and brush down
grazing
needing
so tender
and
calming