It was not too long
nor short after
that I woke
in the same hands that
I've known.

Oh but you wouldn't even know,
this feeling of pure
solitude and togetherness
both freely upon each other.
I have faced the fact
that I have already
memorized the ripples of your
skin, the rough form with
soft guidance, and the
bitterly irritating
nibbles on your *hands.
And I have done so
by merely
watching myself be so
drawn to your touch
day in,
day out,
I've studied these
galaxies for which I've known
as your
hands.  

*And so I woke,
with the contagious
feeling of your hands
covering and caressing
my -