Sexy Erotic Poetry
"Hands that Know" an erotic poem by Zoe Gabriel
I could say that he strums me like a bass
or that he opens me like a red zinnia
Truth is,
there's nothing dainty about it
He has broad, heavy hands,
thick fingers, callused,
from sculpting for life,
carpentry & house repairs
for a living
I always watch his forearm
when he puts his hand
between my thighs
I can't prove it,
but I swear, seeing
the muscles clench & flex
accounts for at least half
the wave that washes over me,
for lack of a better euphemism
He knows exactly what to do
God, I love his hands!
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Copyright 2007, Zoe Gabriel
Published with permission from author on OystersandChocolate.com. Copying or reprinting this work in part or in whole without permission is illegal.
Originally Published February 2007: Winter Heat