I want to stretch you so thin that your skin becomes my skin until I can feel the wind on your cheek as if it were mine. I want to melt into you, pull you round me like a handknit blanket. Sit inside you with a cup of tea.
Your heat, creating my heat. My heart, pumping your blood. To feel you in my fingertips when I stretch my hands to the sky. You, filling all of my pores.
