Of thought of what to come. What surprise of everlasting will they surpass. Or through mere comfort of knowing that someone has their back, their leg, their head, their heart, their foot and toes. Body parts come entwined like locs getting to know the hair growth. Sharing thoughts with each follicle and strands. Spreading its oils to the next. Organically there is no distress. Naturally its relaxing, calming, fun, surprising, fundamental, phenomenal. No type of nyquil to put you to bed. But mental awakening of someone learning how you spread. The experimentations excites knowledge. Of something new and different. What allows the excitement to remain trembling? Is it the rhythm between the soul or the alignment with the spirit? Or is the strongest when both speak? Or both seek the trigonometry and science of the communication of their existence? by ssharicee