Our loving hands.

maj 3, 2008 at 5:03 e m (dikt, drömmar, hopp, känslor, kärlek, poesi, tankar)

Tonight

It is not your fingertips washing your hair,

with smothing movements

mine there is …

Not the palms of your hands is firmly lathering your body.

mine there is.

Not my hands washing my body…

 Yours it is.

It is our loving hands.

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