Your hands and me

I envision your hands, strong, gentle...rough but smooth to my skin. How I long to kiss them tenderly, to hold them in mine, and to feel them; in my hair, on my face, on my legs....
I wonder what color eyes you'll have, your scent, and what your deepest wishes in life are.
Wherever you are, I want your smile, your heart, and lastly, your warm hands around me, so they never let go.
💗☺️💖✋🥺❣️