It's been one month Concurrence Of Xcentric Moments and I still resist to feel you mine.
Yesterday was an everyday day like the one you usually give between your veins, it was against the clock to catch moments in the north of your body, to be more specific in your central north.
It was a slow journey filled with each of the aromas of your skin, some more enjoyable than others but always yours.
I traveled through your limbs with the sensibility that belonging to you demands, going through every edge of your skin until I found the exact point where my journey culminated, at least that's what I thought, because you always make me wonder what enigma you will hide, giving a personal pronoun to the moment to be found, providing the silhouette of a maternal embrace that gives meaning to our belonging together.
Without feeling you mine but feeling me yours.
Photography by Patrick Liebach
