.... While My Hands Hang On Your Hips Poem by Manonton Dalan
.... While My Hands Hang On Your Hips
i felt you touch my heart
again deeper than you think
if your word is whole cake
i will slice it so thin
barely floating on my tongue
then i gently close my lips
i will close my eyes, dream
of you with your sweet smile
longing for a long sweet kiss
i can feel your finger nails
rising along my ribs, very sharp
it tickles to slight pain, cruel
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8/11/2026 6:42:39 AM # rel_20260806T081513Z_580e7f4
while my hands hang on your hips your sweet smile, dream, long soft kiss loved your poem