Daddy’s Hand

Daddy’s hand encloses mine within His effortlessly

Fingers laced and my thumb tucked under His

Always His little one

Daddy’s hand caresses my face softly

Tender touches leading to kisses

Fingers laced in my hair

Gentle tugs turn lead to

Dominating hands pulling my head back harshly

His loving hand marks my flesh

Daddy’s hand feels no pain

He holds back His strength

His hand is to love and dominate

Never to Harm

Daddy’s hand soothes me

Daddy’s hand strokes my hair

Lulling me to sleep

Daddy’s hand pushes the hair from my eyes

Forehead kisses

Daddy’s hand curls mine again into His

Daddy’s hand loves in many ways.

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