When a Hand clasps a Hand
tightly,
grasps a Hand
tightly,
The hands begin to melt
Into one another, noticed by each other.
Melting not by intention, but still enjoyed
clammy, cool, soft and weathered
Gripping tenderly and
Hugging fingers
Intertwined divinely -- pulling at the surface
of skin, and the heart.
Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 11:55 PM UTC
When a Hand clasps a Hand
tightly,
grasps a Hand
tightly,
The hands begin to melt
Into one another, noticed by each other.
Melting not by intention, but still enjoyed
clammy, cool, soft and weathered
Gripping tenderly and
Hugging fingers
Intertwined divinely -- pulling at the surface
of skin, and the heart.
by: Todd Standard
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