there is something about another’s skin against my own flesh.
warm energy surges & heals any wounds that may be open to healing & open to bleeding.

flesh speaks louder in volume than words uttered out of one’s mouth ever could.

there is no pride or fear. the utmost honesty & vulnerability lie in the silence of two bodies pressed against each other; with limbs entangled into & around the other.

this is, indeed, the greatest gift one can give to another.


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