Many nights when I can't express enough how I feel, I write to you.
These love notes and poems are never new but always a surprise.
I've told you I love you a million and one times but I've never told you my obsession with your hands.
It's much more than being held or caressed by them, but simply looking at them with their golden glory was all I needed,
Your hands are strong but gentle, firm yet soft, your hands are you.
If I'd paid attention sooner I would have known who you were through the tips of your fingers like a palm reader
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Lan ☀️
Just a young girl making mistakes
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