His Hands On Your Face

 

 

When he grabs your face with bruising force

Bares his soul through your eyes

Strength becomes his weakness

Weakness is his strength

When his body won't be enough

To prove to himself his soul is here

When his arms are the only barrier

Because his hands to your body

Are the only thing keeping him

From being more than air

 

Author's Note

Cp. 2:55PM Sun 0768 Mandas Mix fine, a piece, need to re-write and remix, with Pride and Manda (Written, Sylph)