..hands reached out..

i am holding out my hand..

for you,

 my arms are stretched out..

open..for you..

 

please, will you take it..or will you let

the ones before me spoil your appetite for love..

are you going to let them ruin the love story we can write...

 

i know they didn't treat you right, and..

i know they didn't know you;

the real you..

 

the saw your beautiful eyes, and your thick hips

they didn't care about what lies beneath your surface..

sex and physical intimacies,

 

...toying around with your emotions were their only plans

but let me assure you, that's not on my agenda..

only when you are ready, then, we can take that step to travel down

all the intimate roads.

 

and, i know that they didn't treat you with respect;

they dissed you in front of their friends,

and pretended you were just another girl on their waist,

like you were disposable like waste..

 

but me, see, i won't waste my time pretending

 you aren't indispensable;

i need you; i'll never disregard the queen that you are,

 

because my hand reached out is..

for you..

..is full of patience,

and understanding,

for you,

 

and it is offering

love, a love that is genuine..

will you take it...

 

will you relax your shoulders and ease your body,

let the tension in your jaw fall

and welcome the

ease and comfort that i can give

 

if you just,..

just take my hand..

if you just take it, take the hand

that is reached out to you

 

you don't have to worry;

you won't have to worry..

...i will lead the way...

 

just take the hand that is reached out to you..

baby, just take my hand..

 

...that's reached out for you...

 

a poem, by s . davis.. 
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Reviews

[Matthew J]

Excellent writing. It can be hard to take that outstretched hand when there is past hurt.