In my awareness of you, I have discovered myself

I know my hands

I know the look

I know the timbre
Of your voice
How it lilts
And glides over
The words while talking
To me

I know the look
In your eyes
And how they rest
Over me

I know the feel of you
When you inhabit a space
The feel of it when you enter
And the feel of it when you leave

I know how it is to
Inhale what you exhale
To smell of you

I know your hands
The fulcrum that they are
Lifting me
Moving me at will and whim
Most of all
I now know my hands
And how they enfold

Poetry by Deeps
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Written on 2017-09-16 at 18:41

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
This is wonderful. Every line is enthralling.

A lovely piece, I can only make an assumption that it's love.

A very soft and sentimental write, I could feel your words.
Nice work.

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
Bravo, Deeps, an exultant work.