The soft touch of
the rough hand
reaching out for mine,
meaning in the feeling
The hands of a worker,
scars, bumps & scratches
from the long hours,
doing work for others.
The hands of love,
sending chills through a spine,
with the magical touch
against mine.
Fitting perfectly with mine,
our hands interlock,
without a second thought,
the world stops,
until they fall apart.
The soft touch of
the rough hand,
reaching out for hers,
while mine, alone.