The rhythm of touch changes everything
It speaks in pulses, deep and slow, where only silent hearts can go. A rhythm felt beneath the skin that wakes the world we hold within.
It calms the storm, it stirs the flame, and nothing after feels the same. It writes on flesh what time can’t steal. The truth of what we dared to feel.
It lingers long when hands let go, A song the bones remember so. In every beat, in every sigh. The rhythm of touch says more than why.
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