Mayah Hunte

Love Lockdown

Her fingertips delicately trace the shape of his nail bed, as the room lulls to a silence and his body stills. They both savour this gentle physical touch, their eyes quietly following the aimless tracing of each other’s fingers and hands. Their touches are laden with exciting curiosity and measured restraint. A deliberate silence prevails and preserves the sanctity of the moment a little longer.