Young Writers Society

Just kidding. That's not all.
I really loved this poem. It has the nostalgic, slightly overwhelmed feeling that I definitely look for in poetry. I liked the ending. It kind of reminded me a Shakespearean sonnet, in the sense that the writing was pretty and just a touch dramatic, and the end kind of makes you think.
I do have just a couple suggestions. As I always say, they are not necessary, they're just things that I think would make the poem more clear or roll off the tongue easier.

"moist from the heat, and dripping,

but not dry either"
You might want to try a more defined transition. It's not exactly clear that you're moving on to a new idea here.

"but not dry either

the heater from the car that sucks"
You may want to insert "like" after "either". It'll improve the flow of the piece.

Other than that, it's a very pleasant poem.

I love it, that's all.

A lil' review from moi

I honestly love the meaning behind this. It's excellently written (except for some minor grammatical errors). It's got the perfect amount of description so that I feel like I'm holding her hand. I actually know someone with similar hands, so it's interesting that you can describe them in a way for me to feel said person's hands.

About the meaning:
I love that you say that physical touch can't save someone from what goes on in their head. Many people use /forms/ of touch to escape from the harsh reality of their lives and realize (too late) that it doesn't help them. While physical touch may be beneficial in some cases, it often is not.

The only actual "problem" I have with your poem is that the ending is very bland. I feel like a poem with this amount of emotion should have an equally emotional ending. If I'm correct, I assume that this is about someone you lost (by death or by romantic relations or something of the sort). It would be more *TEARJERKING* if you were to end the story kind of along the lines of:
"Maybe her hand is a reminder
that physical touch will never save me from myself" (dont do it exactly like that, you could DEFINITELY make it sound better )

anyways, that's it from me. peace out brotha

Hi. Here for a quick review.

This piece is Interesting but next please try and make use of your punctuations properly.

That being said. Reading this I was carried away, remembered my mom (though this seems like its talking about the chemistry between two lovers) the way I always feel comfortable in her bossom. The way her unending love and support keeps me going. The way she cares, I mean. This poem just made remember my mom once more...

Nice one. Keep it up