Trogdor the Chefinator

She says...(a reprise...)

She says she loves my hands,
She says they are strong and competent.
She says she doesn't see them as the scared, burned, dry and oft broken appendages that I do.

She says she loved watching my hands prepare her food that first night,
She says she marveled at how deft and precise they were.
She says she never saw how bad my hands were shaking while standing so close to her.

She says her knees buckled when my strong hands drew her to me and I kissed her with all the passion of a man terrified.
She says she was too overcome to notice my hands steady after that kiss.
She says she is all mine with her tiny perfect hands resting in my dry, scarred, steady ones.

posted by Chef @ 4/20/2006 02:49:00 AM