Face to face, tangled fingers, they would draw words upon each others’ flesh. Words of finance, words of rage, words of laughter and words of worship.
For the Sunac to withdraw friendship was to become, literally, physically distant. The space between bodies a barbed-wire no man’s land.
When lovers entwined themselves around other their kisses were themselves poems, drawn in fertile circles. Lines of desire that set light to the body and mind alike. Indeed, for the Sunac, there was little difference.