They are two,
two part of our bodies who wants to play..
the game of love.
They are two,
two part of our bodies who wants to play..
and search some love between our legs.
They are two,
two part of our bodies who wants to play..
and they are going and coming making us feel
feel more than love.
They are two,
two hand that canīt stop loving each part of our bodies.
Author notes
Based in a experiance..
A contest entry
- Hands by theredcatjazzoflove.
650 points, ended June 15, 2007, 12 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Awww....this is a really cute poem who knew I could read so many good poems about hands i like this poem because i like the meaning the way you described hands
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This is sensual..hands can do a lot then
Good luck in this contest,
I will clap my hands for you
XXJeannette
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Nicely done, and where would love be indeed without the meandering hands and the places they explore. Nicely sensual...Scott
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This love....
is such a very great write i must say its breath taking the way you formed this story i am going to add this to my finalist list you are superb i love this where didi you well its a experienced write so that is what inspired it_hugs_ -
hummmm............................
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