- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Hands and Flesh
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Hands and Flesh
Hands stroke across my skin
Dance along willing flesh
Hands that are rough and firm
At first a gentle caress
Anticipatory sweat forms on my warm skin
My heart rushes blood through my veins
No thoughts in my head
No fear in my heart
A freedom pierces my soul
It’s a freedom from control
And still remain whole
It’s a freedom to finally submit
Freedom and peace
Two words foreign to me
All day being what is expected
But when laid bare before those hands
All those chains become unbound
My soul is no longer affected
The red heat burns my skin
The sting slowly sinks in
Freedom and bondage connected
It’s a freedom from control
And still remain whole
It’s a freedom to finally submit
Nothing else matters
No sin burdens me
My world becomes flesh and two simple hands
It’s a freedom to finally submit
- COMMENTS
Taylor_bover 13 years agoInteresting. I can sense the spirit and the desire to have the decisions taken away.
