Is it even possible to be surprised with little affection shared?

When did little become MORE.

I got so familiar appreciating the usual…

That I’m stunned by the newness of unusual reciprocity of affection and more~

Every touch feels like shivers in the cold, connecting to every part of you, radiating like a polar vortex in your system~ it’s cold, but it’s warm.

Every kiss feels like the tepid breeze hovering around a  magnificent bonfire.

A tantalizing stare that expresses more than expression can express. Shooting at every direction invisible to the eyes.

I want you. I need you. I love you.

I don’t hear them but I can feel them. I can sense every silent utterance of love and passion. Screaming to be heard in silence.