touch

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your hands.
i never thought i'd get so many feelings from them.
they're warm in winter or cold in summer.
they make my skin tingle when you touch me. fireworks and little sizzles.
they comfort me in need, and tickle me when you tease.
they're a simple part of the body.
controlling what you do.
your hands on me, is a feeling i'll never be able to forget.
they're in my hair, tangled when we kiss.
on the small of my back when we hug.
on my inner thigh when we ride the bus together.
they're always on me.
they're over my shoulder, holding me protectively.
they're on my face when you kiss me in class.
they're in my own when we walk together.
hands are a simple thing, a simple part of the body.
but your hands, there's nothing else like them.
there's no one else like you.

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