My hands (Poem)

in hive-152200 •  5 years ago 


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My hands are corsairs
that cross the sea of your figure,
that explore curves and prominences.

 
Magic wand that disappears
tiredness and bring to your skin
the eruption of the senses.

 
Daring runaway steeds
that feel, burn and imprison
the hunger of your intimacies.

 
Shadows of our members
capable of conjugating in minutes
all the mysteries of the universe.

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