“you take all of my walls down with this fever-driven dream and we've got messy hearts with your skin against mine, but as much as fear has my head gripped and you at arm's length, we. still. intertwine. you're a soul instinct. and this feeling is a heart imprint. and when you're this close to me there's this way your heartbeat promises to take care of my own… so maybe it's safe to just give in to slow kisses on wild skin.”