#for-givers

Even though we reached the end of our physical connection it was only the start of our spiritual ending. I spread your left leg and kissed the bottom of it until I reached the ending of your thighs. I kissed your sweat like if they were made out of raindrops and you softened the sweats of my chest like if it was made of baby oil. We ended our spiritual connection by looking at each other in the eyes. I didn't have to ask you how was I, or did you liked it because the silence of our spirit answered the question for me. Your eyes talked to my soul, but your words talked to my heart when you finished saying I love you…