Little Hands by Kiko600
Little hands that touch and pull.
Little hands that scratch and slap.
Little hands to kiss and caress.
Little hands I’ve come to love.

Your hands are yours to scratch and hiss.
You hands are yours to suck and lick.
Your hands are yours to dunk in mud.
Your hands are yours and yours alone.

Can they not be my hands
That were produced with the love of another?
My hands,
That I created for you?

Hands of destruction they be,
For they will create great machinery.
Hands of destruction no doubt.
The animals will flee from thee.

But, they are such sweet little hands
I’ve dreamt about before.
I kiss them every night you see
Upon the kitchen floor.

My dreams are symbols of my want,
And I want you to exist
With those little hands
For me to kiss!

Little hands are yours alone.
Little hands I’ve come to known.
Little hands to kiss and love.
Little hands we will soon flee from.