Hands Of Mine

CATEGORY

life

so I sit here alone with my hand gripping the phone

life can be so damn mysterious when your dealing with the derilrious

hearts will implode when I'm ought playing a game of solid gold

these hands of mine have been through places with certain traces

with one stroke of affection we can love then the other towards hate

meet me in the middle playing second fiddle

　

one hand to hold a heart will mend

with whom you came to depend

there are heavenly hands with eyes that understand

each of us has been given a great gift yet some of us let it drift

hands can greet you see in our society

lovingly, tenderly & harmony deep inside of me

　

a true real artist works with his hands

sharing their craft with lovers under cover

some use their hands for abuse

others let loose with their hands you all understand

these hands of mine will never enter the gates of hell

cause I got a great story to tell

　

two young lovers desperate in the night

come together to love and express their rights

within their passion their hands will do the asking

with non verbal communication to suit each others vested delegation

both have learned something with their hands

let's let the reader understand

coupled through a cool breeze they are left feeling pleased

in the night club later when they both need a hug hands are there

without a word nor a care these hands of mine will be there