“I want you to touch me, feel me. Caress the part of me which are broken and bruised. I want you to plant kisses and leave marks that resembles galaxies in reddish hues. Hold me tightly, and do not let me go. Just hold my hands and Let us take this slow. Breathless, panting, and Whispering abundance of “I want you’s”. All you need to remember is Baby, I got you.”
— lm // sext pt. 5


