tell me what you see

i have this urge to look into his face and find something that will come nearer to me without my beckoning. i want to touch the bridge of his nose and feel the slope that rests in between the eyes; i want to brush a nail against his eyebrows and trace a line from his lower eyelashes to his chin; i want to crook my finger and fit my knuckle vertically along the dip above his lip; i want to run the pads of my fingers slowly across his mouth.

i want to do this all without wondering what he's thinking--i want it to be that familiar, that close, that intimate.





one of mine. inspired by kaoss/chaos pads: