when i lie next to someone New
running my finger tips and eyes
across the arches, shadows, valleys, dips, canyons, mountains, rivers
delicate and hard, smooth and rough
these landscapes of their form
their body
i am exploring a nation: a sovereign space.
i am transported, have travelled to another world,
been given consent to be confronted
with all these rich, historic textures, shapes and shades
A feast for my senses
this Gift is Intimacy
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