“I want to trust but it scares the skin off my bones.”
“I want us. I want to swim in the way you make me feel; I want it to soak my clothes until they become a skin, and I want my skin to soak into my bones.”
“I am filled with you. Skin, blood, bone, brain, and soul. There's no room for lack of trust, or trust. Nothing in this existence but that existence.”
“I want your hand without the skin. Bone to bone without the molds. Mouth to mouth, without the porn.”
“I totally want to cut off your skin and wear it to my birthday.”
“T’ain’t no sin to take off your skin, and dance around in your bones.”