Kiss me
It's as if every gesture, every shiver she emits, is an invitation to go further, to create a sanctuary where she can feel free.
I mirror her, kissing her fervently, my lips gliding over hers like a promise of farewell to the outside world. I silently convey through this kiss all the promise I make to her: that of showing her a world where fear no longer exists, where she can simply be herself, without barriers. My hands explore her back, every curve, every contour, as if discovering a hidden treasure.