Randall's poem is about intimacy and the effort to put it into language. The title tells us the hands are central, and the poem keeps returning to them: they cross a surface, approach "the back way or head on," and seem to be doing the work of naming something that words struggle to reach. The sentences are broken and unfinished, as if the speaker is feeling toward meaning rather than stating it.
The speaker seems to want closeness and understanding at once. Lines like "I would bring you bringing me / Close upon it" suggest a give-and-take between two people, each drawing the other nearer. The image of a house "filling with smoke" is harder to pin down. It could suggest danger, heat, or desire, or simply a blurring of clear lines. Either way, the mood is charged and a little uneasy, but also tender. The poem ends with hands and smoke together, leaving the moment open rather than resolved.