Love Letter

My dear... I have been pondering the loneliness of cleanliness...  Is it the sense of isolation when we step aside from the corruption of the world around us, with its self-obsessed leaders and tawdry commercialism... ?  
 
I am enjoying the dance of our words... I find my mind and my feelings engage along the golden necklace that dangles between us... I feel a frisson when you react to my reactions... akin to arousal... caught in the lace of a web... the sensation of lips against a neck... mingled breath.
 
(Written by J.)