her hands

So slender its length and smooth to the touch,
Manicured perfectly and dressed up in red,
Vixen nails out to there and tapping impatiently,
ready for a night out on the town to catch an eye,
while they gesture with a language all their own.

So lines have appeared under the daily work load,
chipped nails catch on clothing with another baby to feed,
Caring caresses and pats on the little one's back,
ready to pick up dirty clothes and wash the days dishes,
and be used in a hug when the hubby comes home.

So a little more wrinkled they have stories to tell,
of clapping encouragement at various sporting events,
or catching tears during sad movies or stories,
playing board games with kids and helping with homework,
and still more hugs and high fives of endless encouragement.

So older and a bit rough as they wave to their kids,
Waving high up in the air with encouraging remarks,
or with a pat on the back for a job that is well done,
holding on to their children tightly before they leave,
one last squeeze as grown kids leave to college or a new job.

So weathered and worn which is what a busy life brought,
but now they have slowed down a bit to enjoy life's greatest moments,
the softness of newborn grand babies held tightly within its grasp,
the hardness of a book or a the fluff of a loved pet,
and the comforting and familiar touch of one's true love.

So weak and curled fingers as age takes a toll,
but now it writes with a great fever to share all it knows,
the bruises and cuts it has cleaned and medicated,
the many slow hugs and touches of loved ones and friends,
still so much work to do before it will let the pen go

by Fantazies.

Beautiful Dance

Shhh!! Now be quiet or You shall wake my Heart
The slightest of whispers could tear it apart
my Heart has laid dormant for so very long
And now You tell me You want my love to be strong…..

Dare do I let our Hearts intertwine
How sweet is the music as Your Heart sings to mine
my mind silently screams save my heart now before it can wake
Be gentle, be kind, for my Heart has been through, such God awful ache….

Your words are so soft, Your face is so kind
Am I a fool or am I just blind
To be so enthralled so soon in our Dance
is it safe that You lead in this tender Romance……

Well there You have done it, my Heart is full awake
It pounds, and it beats, can You feel my soul shake
For the gift of Your love, my Heart dares for this chance
my Soul Mate, my Love, Always and Forever, in our most Beautiful Dance.….

By Master Kiss

A princess in white soft sheer lace I see,
My hand slides over her subtle full breast,
Where my mouth will soon rest,
Her sighs of warmth fill my ear,
As my princess pulls me near,
Her whispers of passion release

by Unknown Writer