Hands layed gently across his chest.
This feeling I had I will never forget. His warm, smooth skin against my palms-
repeatedly moving softly as he breathed. My fingertips nestled themselves in between his breast so calm.
The most beautiful of all was his heartbeat, making itself known beneath my touch. So rhythmic and alive. At this moment, I wanted nothing more than to breathe him into me as if he were air.
To become him permanently.I wanted to be as close as I could ever be. Feeling so, I moved my hand over his left breast and felt the only thing keeping him alive. It felt as though i was holding his heart in my hands.I then closed my eyes, took a deep breath pushing closer to him, and let myself believe i was him. kissing and breathing in sync with him as if his lungs were my own. His warmth became mine. I realized at that moment what it truly felt to be so close to perfection I could almost be it.
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