Your warm hands

 Your warm hands 

Your warm hands 

Can hold me 

Your warm hands 

Can hold my bosoms 

Your warm hands 

Can feel my pussy 

Your warm hands 

Can run through my locs

Your warm hands 

Can rest my back 

Your warm hands 

Can hold mine

Your warm hands 

Can grasp my heart 

Your warm hands 

Follow my poems 

Lead you all to me

I’m your home 

I’m your peace

Please don’t forget that 

Like I never forget those 

Warm hands 

Your warm hands 

They have a language 

That pull my insides closer to you 

A touchy feely kind of love 

Has me stand besides you….

Your warm hands 

Lock into mine 

Like beautiful lovers

What kind of beautiful lovers 

Are we?

I wonder 

You wonder 

Behind closed doors 

Public eye…

I don’t want anyone say 

Keep them to themselves…

When it’s a friendly gesture 

Our business 

Caress me 

Your strong fingers

and i buckle 

Little things I observe 

And fall for…

My mind my soul 

Will think it’s love….

It’s not fake…..

It’s soulfully real…..

Cos of your warm Hands 

Says so….

I would like to believe this sweet thing 

Is real….

People may not think it Is, 

But who cares….

Your warm hands 

Are gentle 

Your warm hands 

Are serious 

Your warm hands 

Are carin 

I hold them for a lifetime 

I hold you for a lifetime….

🐻🐰🍭❣️🫶🏾♥️🍆💯✨©️ Kai C. 1-15-26