—tactile echoes of rebirth
Bathed in moonlight, her breast bone yields beneath my fingertips—ancient earth.
Her breath unravels slowly, quietly aching toward rebirth.
Each pulse, a vibrato string I dare caress, to hear, to feel.
Mountains rise on the horizon—calling, my fingers answering what they reveal.
Apr 13
Apr 13, 2026 at 6:01 PM UTC
—tactile echoes of rebirth
Bathed in moonlight, her breast bone yields beneath my fingertips—ancient earth.
Her breath unravels slowly, quietly aching toward rebirth.
Each pulse, a vibrato string I dare caress, to hear, to feel.
Mountains rise on the horizon—calling, my fingers answering what they reveal.
