January 6, 2026
I hold the fabric with my fingers and pause for a moment. Not because I doubt, but because I love these pauses. Soft light glides over the skin, breathing is even, the gaze is calm and open. In such moments, you don't feel like speaking loudly. I want you to just feel. If you were here now,
would you ask me to continue
or would you stay and watch, without breaking this silence?๐๐๐
