Here's the answer to your question.
I love how time seems not to exist the moment your lips touch mine. I love how your lips and fingers run so lightly on my skin, how your touch lingers like a promise, not rushing. I love the way you do itāslow, curious, and honest.
I don't know, but to me, it's not just pure desire. You asked me to describe how it feels to be touched by you, and all I can think of is that it's euphoric, breathing in the same rhythm. I'm forgetting there's no "you and I" to begin with.















