Breath spills from your lungs into mine, trailing from our ever connected lips. I take it in as if all the oxygen elsewhere has faded. Your hands wrap around my body and twist through my hair. No one has held me as you do. My skin, seen and touched regrettably by too many, feels suddenly reborn under your fingers. I sink into the love you supply, I bathe in it. I drink it up with an unquenchable thirst.