I Like to Be Touched

It is the kind of love that would give me goosebumps. When our skins would reach outward, like magnets, long deprived of their opposite charge. It is an emotion in motion.

It won't be purely physical; it's the act of connecting with each other so deeply, we would feel like we can see into each other' souls-- souls, minds, and bodies all colliding into one. How I long to paint a love poem all over the sheets and him.