Beauteous Feature

A lifetime of hardwork
published as "Hands" by Humble Nailbanger

I clearly remember the shape of his hands. They were much just like mine in terms of size. It's not that I have such big hands, it's just that his hands were small and pretty- much like a lady's. I remember how they trembled everytime he reached for anything and how warm and loving they were when they had to run through my entirety. I miss them. I long to touch them and feel them on each of my cheek once again! I want to see them with my golden bond of love in one of his fingers. I want to hold them in my own hands ... as they grow old and wrinkled with age!