She was confident in her expression, running her fingers across your lips,
tugging at your ear,
as her hands travelled across your chest,
down to the sides of your waist.
The sound of your breathing was her guide,
soul on soul,
your heart beats created electricity.
She always paused,
locking gaze with your eyes,
as she would lean in,
her kiss taking what was left of you by surprise.
The world was within you both when your lips intertwined,
and all at once,
you burned in the wet embrace.
Photography: Alesandra Varallo