• Wild beauty


    There is a wild beauty to the body.
    It’s a symphony of sounds, touch, and texture.
    It’s the sway of one’s hips to the arm movement of another’s.
    The cracks and wrinkles on a cheek or a sudden twitch of moist lips. There is a real human touch when his hands reach yours gently to mean no harm.
    Or when he holds you to his chest so your breath tugs the air and silence caves in.
    The body is a beauty with its surfaces and curves, its natural faults. We just have to openly acknowledge it to recognize the person inside.