Sunk in white sheets, we pass a hymn from throat to throat. Hymn pagan and voluptuary, in praise of only this: Sanctuary of walls, fading daylight, the miracle of two bodies tapping the source, ancient wellspring that murmurs in a language spoken in ritual silence, tactile and mute. Twilight dims the linen's luster as you […]
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