Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse.
Puzzle pieces merge; shadows flutter across sternums. Pulse - resounding, rhythmic prose. Sensual, evocative structure - hipbones, vertebrae - define this youthful, poetic love; passionate mist of whisper upon feminine architecture. Deep scars - lips brush against them, healing. Rain breathes, simple, divine, upon collarbones and clavicles. Constellations - freckles, profound intricacies, luxuriant, familiar. Intimate caress (gently masculine) resonates within the ribcage, the heart; sparks a vital question, receives an earnest answer. The blueprint is ancestral, but the discoveries fresh. Shoulder blades quiver, close to revolution - then calm. Tracing the delicate column - the spine; bodies meet, souls mesh.