They are strong and manly
They are skilled and agile
And at their touch
The skin rises
Like burning by fire
And yet caressed by
The touch of a feather...
Their touch is firm
And yet so tender
One can travel from heaven
To hell in a second
And then back to earth...
Ah! Your hands are creative
Hard workers...builders...lovers
Your hands are two of a kind.
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Flowers to celebrate me To brighten my heart with the colors of life! April flowers for a flower... -
I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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It hurts Sometimes To cut the ties With what you love Because Your own sanity Is at play It hurts Like when a bird Opens the. Cage And flye...
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