Anya 26

aromas of passion... desire-filled air... feels gentle like a human touch...
We are currently in this location. You grab my hand, and together we walk to a location designated only for us. We are given the opportunity to construct our own moment when time pauses, and we feel either fully free or completely constrained.

We remove the layer of the layer by layer. tumble to the ground all around us... Your neck is caressed by soft, deliberate fingernails. back again betwixt your legs, down, down, down... You look down, and someone with flaming eyes and a sly smirk is staring up at you. What follows is something we both know, but what is it?

We become more and more one as we explore one other's wants and melt together. The warmth of the body moves and shifts, yet it is always there as our understanding of one another increases.

With a look, an expression, stress, or pleasure on the face, a subtle groan, a stroke, or a chuckle, we can communicate with our bodies.

Moments come and go, but they never truly vanish. We grin, we chuckle, and we relax. We stare at one another, waiting in silence for the next instance when the time will stand still once again and we can explore, contributing to the next chapter of our trip.