I don’t want words. I want indiscernible sounds instead of verbs and nouns. I want eager, ravenous fingertips igniting a nucleus- insatiably longing to absorb every layer encasing your soul. This is our discussion, this is our discourse. Unmistakable pleas mingled with fevered breath- to beg and implore. I want messages and codes that we alone can decipher- that melt away the rest of the world. I want to see and be seen, wholly, and surrender within the liberation of pure acceptance.