Your Hands

With hands like mist
You shake me up
Wheeling back gravity
Heaven courses by
Regaining dim light
Won from the darkness

With hands like candles
You swing at shadows
And sanctuaried me
From antique crimes
I committed in dreams
Both ordinary and surreal

With hands like salve
You brave my wounds
Stroking too my ominous heart
Which is almost human now
Won from my inner darkness
By your mist-like hands