I fell in love with the sight of my hands at a distance
With the romanticism in their safety precautions
How they dance and interlock under the faucet waterfall
Demonstrating a sensual hygienic performance
Under the soft and silky covers of soap
My cheeks remember the warmth
Before my hands kept the distance
Before the relationship became complicated
Before my hands avoided my face
When once it was caressed
Now we have issues, whenever I sneeze
My hands hide behind tissues