Hands On Your Body

My hands want to paint all the seasons on your body. 

Like the cool breeze of Spring, caresses the leaves on a quiet evening, my fingers wish to gently run through your hair and make you feel at peace 

Like the wild rains lash out incessantly on the ground, on a wild night my hands want to move on your chest and back and paint passion. 

Like on a sultry summer afternoon, the sun rays melt the tar on a deserted road, my fingers wish to touch your lips and melt in the desire for touching you more. 

Like in Autumn the leaves change their colour, my hands wish to touch your eyes, ears, lips, neck and with every touch, the emotion changes from raw to wild to pure and mild.

Finally on a cold winter night, as the world goes looking for warmth from embers of any form, I wish to embrace you in my arms and give you the warmth of my body and heart which would last for a lifetime and beyond.