Your Hands

Sighs of great bliss emanate from all of my senses
At the very sight of your hands
Sweet murmurs of memories evoked in a passion
Mesmerizing in haunting command

I am quieted of motion, stopped in existent time
Thrilled to my core of being
With memories of spaces and faraway places
Your hands take my spirit a fleeing

Strength emits from the coursing of lifeblood
Pulsing within your clasp
Holding my heart in suspended anticipation
Inviting the fire of your grasp

My attention is gravitated by the fire in your eyes
A flame, perhaps I could withstand
If not for the murmurs of sweet memories evoked
When my eyes are caressing your hands

Author's Note

The poem that goes along with the cover of my book, Hand Of the Muse.......this one is very special to me.

Reviews

[brenda]

My attention is gravitated by the fire in your eyes
A flame, perhaps I could withstand
If not for the murmurs of sweet memories evoked
When my eyes are caressing your hands


i love this lines they are so good and describes passion and love it just so sweet !!:)

[joshua deathdealer]

Very beautifully put as with all your writings. Mesmerizing in haunting command...I love this line. Excellent poem!!

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Beautiful, the hands are sensitive to touch.

[quinfinn]

beautifully expressed and deeply moving. i can see why this is a favorite. well done!

[Joel M Frye]

Your eyes, returning the favors suggested so sinuously throughout this poem. Even more soulful than most of yours, Neva...and that's going some. I'd say I felt this, but that would be a lie. I wish I felt this.

[SpokenWord]

Such passion and love evoked from caressing his hand visually, memories embrace the sight and strong emotions are released as sweet nostalgia that sings to ones heart. Beautiful :)

[unknown]

Tremendously beautiful :)

[Ruth]

And I can see why, its beautiful! Hands can tell us so much! The sheer energy/aura of them.....this is wonderful, as always xx

[lostboy]

there is something speical about hands..you made it spritual..

[Kenneth The Poet]

This is a wonderful piece. I like it much. Evokes a sentiment that the woman longs for the hands of her lover.

[Veronica Chandler]

This is so beautiful, the line, "I am quieted of motion, stopped in existent time
Thrilled to my core of being", somehow expresses the inexpressable. I am so excited for you and your new book, "Hand Of The Muse." What an accomplishement!