I miss the stickiness of your skin; the tiny mountains and hills lining and peaking up on every different realm of your flesh; the soft, homelike feel of your radiating warmth filling the room from ceiling to floor with calming and loving air; your breath replenishing my pores and lungs keeping me still and free
....funny that i no longer have you but honestly i dont know if i ever did
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 8:40 PM UTC
I miss the stickiness of your skin; the tiny mountains and hills lining and peaking up on every different realm of your flesh; the soft, homelike feel of your radiating warmth filling the room from ceiling to floor with calming and loving air; your breath replenishing my pores and lungs keeping me still and free
....funny that i no longer have you but honestly i dont know if i ever did
