Tag: poetry

your feelings in your arms

will you hold my heart first
before you hold me in your arms
or will you use physicality
instead of words to tell me how you feel

but this society doesnt let me read them
your feelings in your arms
because great passion has been taught
to mean great leaving

and how can i trust
that from these lessons
you are apart
and will not leave

first

first it was your hands
that betwixt me

i often thought and craved
daydreamed and hummed
about how they felt

those warm fingers caressing
those firm palms tantalizing

your hands were my salvation
your hands were my undoing
your hands were everything that is good and holy

i fell in love with your hands first
then i fell in love with you