we move through each other
like tides reshaping the shore
every curve and hollow
a sentence
every sigh a punctuation
in the quiet grammar of touch
time slows
and we exist in the tremor
between breath and heartbeat
between wanting and surrender
fingers trace the landscapes of skin
like cartographers of desire
learning the secret geography
following a hidden path
there is a language here
no word can capture
no silence can still
only the rhythm of two bodies
speaking in pulses and pauses
in glances in whispers
in the flutter of letting go
and when it ends
we are not separate
we are a map rewritten
a song unfinished
a moment held
between earth and sky
between you and me
Wow…. I’ve got some tears forming in my eyes. This is beauty of the highest form. Your heart traveled through these pages bearing itself as who you are. It really did feel as calm as the ocean. You are the most beautiful human I know. I’m more than honored to know YOU. You are the best! ❤️🙂💞🌟
Oh goodness 🥹 what a beautiful comment ❤️ I’m so honored to know you too. Thank you for such love.
You know it! CC be kicking that booty all day everyday! 😂😁❤️
Liking the cartographers of desire, Jennifer. Great lines all around, but that’s one that hooked my eyes.
Thank you, Michael 💙 I always love your comments
You’re very welcome. 💕
Love this Jennifer ❤️
Thank you! It’s so lovely to see you, miss you ❤️
My pleasure Jennifer and thank you ❤️
Beautifully rewritten, …Jennifer, … two as one, …💙
Thank you, Penn. You’re lovely, as always 💙
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