Hands On Hips

Marieke,

I take your hands
And put them on my hips
They naturally fit there
They have their imprint
on my soft, warm skin

Tender passion dances me,
moves me
Your hands on my hips
direct me
Or are my hips directing you?

©RoseGirl2018

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