He has such beautiful eyes
Eyes seem to have a life of their own
But it is not his eyes I want to write about.
It is his hands.
I have truly never been this focused on hands before
Well at least not after Dusty
They both have hands that seem to attract the writer in me.
His hands are big and comfortable with long narrow fingers.
They remind me of what I think writer's or father's hands should look like.
Now don't get me wrong
I like everything about him
But his hands keep pulling me toward him.
He was scrubbing pots a few days ago,
and at the same time I was doing the same thing.
I could not help but not notice the way his fingers flew on them.
The more I know and see
the more I want to know
Maybe the writer in me is almost always my main personality.
I guess that is why I like watching people.
Now do understand I'm not just attracted cuz his hands
I do like everything I have see so far.
I don't know what will happen int he days between now and then.
