His fingers whisper

across my skin

Reading me

like a page in braille

Intently pedantic

mischievously

Exploring each quiver

and shimmer

They chart a story

with enchanting

slowness across curves

and hollows

Resonating in the rising tide

of slumberous desires awakened

Melding them in

the silent rhythm of

Stuttered breaths

and helpless sighs

His heart is my safe space

Filled with hidden treasures

He illuminates my sky

and shines his love on me

We are connected

by a red thread of fate

Our story was written in the stars

an unbreakable bond

for all eternity