- touch your face. with the most sensitive finger of your receptive hand, reach up and touch your skin at that point mystics call the third eye, that place between and just above your eyebrows. reach up reverently, as if you are not touching yourself, but your lover.
do you feel it? your own skin as gentle as another's?
slide your finger down the line of your face, awaken the nerve endings with the kiss of your own skin against your own skin. close your eyes, make the touch you are giving yourself the only world. follow the rise and curve of your nose, dip into the groove above your mouth, come to a stop on your lower lip.
rest there, where you kiss.
feel your breath push out against your fingertip. feel your pulse in the rhythm of its ebb and tide. feel your life waiting to be tasted.
remember you are body and breath and all of it meant to be shared. remember the miracle of discovering the mysteries of another's body, how it was familiar, how it was strange, how it fit against your own. remember how you were a gift to each other.
we are each of us this miracle.
touch your face.
