Kasih Putih

It's as if everything around you freezes on the inhale - the air becomes denser, warmer, almost tangible. A soft glow dissolves into it, the kind that happens when light falls through thin curtains and dust swirls like slow-motion thoughts. It seems that this is it - the touch where skin ends and trust begins. There are no loud words, only breathing and a slight tremor, as if from the sun-heated air. Everything else is unimportant. Just be, dissolve, let your feelings flow like water, and believe that this is the very essence of white love - pure, quiet, unconditional.