“Sext: I want your hands to touch me in the places I have yet to be touched. So hold me like the sky is falling. Hold me like tomorrow isn’t promised and tonight is all we have and I will hold you, too. I will cradle you between my arms and when I tell you that the sky is falling all around us - it won’t matter. You’ll say, ‘Let it fall from the sky, I love you. I love you and there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.’”