Sometimes I use mine in replace of you
I close my eyes, daydream, and create a waterfall with just the thought of you
I can taste your fragrance
And as my thoughts along with this tsunami running wild, I envision you
Your hands from the last touch make it easy to compliment you
Still here with my thoughts
I miss you
I need you
I crave every inch of you
When we next meet use your hands as if this is the last time I see you
Your hands make it easy for me to release
Your hands give me a feeling and my legs start shaking
My hands pressed against me as I picture your hands taking a tour of my body
I wish your hands were here and placed inside of me
As you look me in my eyes and kiss me
Getting me ready to take in what fits me so perfectly
Your hands part my legs as if they were the red sea
I wish your hands were here with me
But for now, I will suffice with this daydream
And until we meet again I will use my hands to see you on top of me