Levoduction

The imprints of my skin, glaze along the edges of your body; as my fingers trail across, the pores of your flesh: which narrates such beautiful words for me. I have defeated distance, as I can absorb every trace of your movements. Please don't start such a delicate procedure: your attempt to conceal, the smile blooming across your face; passing through the silk of your hair, and sinking into the pupils within my eyes. This session is void of verbal responses; As the distinct melodies drown out the world. The subtle rustling of your hair; as your index finger clings onto each strand, tugging gingerly, as if to pick off, the dr