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André 3000*andre 3000 laugh*
Source: so-not-the-norm
Body Language
Today we won’t speak. Today we won’t use sound as a medium to express our thoughts. Today ill look at you and travel into your soul with sincere irises.
My tongue may frequent my lips to taste the sweet atmosphere that has settled from the energy we share. Ill arch my brow when you smile and my chest should rise filled with elation when you arrest me with your glances.
We will sit before the sun with closed mouths and open minds. Our hearts will have conversations…tickled with serendipity. Soft kisses planted near one another’s ears. Should we whisper a thing…it would be the sensual rapture stirred between us when we get close.
Today we won’t speak we will eat dinner in laughter but won’t share what caused it…our beau geste will tell us. Your Relaxed shoulders and my crossed legs. Tresses acting as blinds teasing your senses…an open invitation to move any obstruction. Hands may become tools of compassion. Fingers will glide amongst contours.
Soft breaths shall mark territories.
Funny how one can finish another’s sentence … When in this day we will complete one another’s next move.
I lean in, you as well , you exhale as I inhale … Breathing your air. Souls dancing… Intertwining.
It isn’t love though. Just kinesthetics
Today we won’t speak a thought.
We will speak a language without speaking.
Becoming fluent in body language.
What makes you special is how gentle you always are. It’s like tying a silk bandage over a wound when you speak. You’ve got infinite compassion.
Finally got my tat. Representation of that constant thumping…divine tick tick of our clocks….the one thing that if stopped we’d no longer exist.
Finally got my tat. Representation of that constant thumping…divine tick tick of our clocks….the one thing that if stopped we’d no longer exist.
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