Hands/Erotica Poem

Every now and then
your meet a pair of hands
that awaken once dormant
parts of your body and soul

Magic hands that erase
the lines on your face
dry the tears from your eyes
caress the curls in your hair

Hands that find pleasure
in teasing your breasts
as your nipples begin to harden
in response; your toes begin to curl
and your back begins to arch

Soft fingertips explore the reaches
of your body sending your heart a flutter
as the hair on the nape of your neck
rise to salute their captain

Large hands that knead and shape
your thighs as they eagerly hunt for your
x marks the spot as those hands reach around
grab your buttocks and pull you closer to his face

Your head falls backward
his hands hold you tighter
as his tongue reminds you of things
you had long since forgotten; you exhale

His strong hands release you
returning to their original mission
they slowly begin to play and soon
a rhythmic, rubbing sends
electric pulses throughout your body
over and over until you convulse uncontrollably

You shake and quiver, gasping for air
your eyes begin to sting; the muscles
around your body begin to soften
your racing heart slows down

Hands attached to strong arms
wrap themselves around your body
holding you closely, your eye lids become heavy
as you slowly drift into climactic slumber