Skin Hunger is a real thing — look it up.
Our bodies keep a ledger of all the lips not kissed, of backs that go untouched and past a certain point the ledger expects a payment.Cortisol up,anxiety up, heart rate up.
Skin Hunger sits in the shoulders
and calls itself tired, calls itself distant,
calls itself fine.
But skin remembers what it’s for.
Never just a boundary..always a door.
Come to bed and let’s touch💋








