Sandy Hands

A tracing hand
Betrays the dust
On cracking sand
A baking band
Of steaming rust
A tracing hand
That fights the scan
Of thriving lust
On cracking sand
Leaves you a strand
Of thinnest trust
A tracing hand
Your breathing land
So sit and cuss
On cracking sand
No time for fuss
You flail away
A tracing hand
On cracking sand
Save memories on those....Sandy Hands


"Stay Sole-Phresh, Stay Fly, Until Next Time...Goodbye" -Ace-