I can't wait to touch your skin, lose myself in the way you feel, dissolve into you as you hold me in. I wonder what you smell of, how your lips will feel when they kiss mine. The taste of your skin on the tip of my tongue. You on top of me, nails into your skin. Our bodies, how they were intertwined. Kira Santir and Sima MEA Marte and Borachard Melody