Her skin

Dawn light comes, exposing her skin.

Sunlight reveals her body, as if it was a valley with inked paintings from a past he’ll never know.

His eyes wander, contemplating the beauty of her dusky skin.

His hands, lured and hypnotized, travel across a border made of air, reaching her.

Her skin is made of poetry, being read by his fingers.

He gently embraces her and receives binary messages are sent from her heart.

Her hair is an ocean of waves, he dives in it. Her perfume fills his lungs and shakes his heart.

For him, time ceases to exist and the world stops, as he enjoys the precious moment.

She makes him one with the universe.