your hands were warm
the touch of a hand could mean many things.
a touch of a hand could kill or give life.
a touch of a hand could mean the end of something or the start of something else.
a touch is the most human thing about us.
finger tips! are amazing, how delicate, soft yet sensual. like pads of a cat.
skin is mysteriuos! it covers us like a magic veil, let us feel every single detail.
a touch has the power to stop time (sometimes)
i love skin, i love how my skin feels, i love how its able to feel every bit of life that passes by.
when we touch we don't only feel, we leave our fingerprints on the other.
and you cant wash them out.
every time we touch and i leave a print on "you" i know im alive, i know ur more alive.
a touch can never lie.
eyes can lie, but a touch can never lie.
when you touch someone and your heart starts to bang like heavy rain on roof tops.
when you can feel your blood pouring through your body , you could feel your veins expand.
when breathing easily is no longer a choice.
you know its real you know its there.
your hands are cold