Can love have texture? It is palpable to me, the feeling between us, I weight it in my hands the way I weight your head in my hands.
It gives me a loose-limbed confidence to know you'll be there. I'm expected.
There's continuum. There's freedom.

Written On The Body is more than a book, more than a story, more than anything even remotely quantifiable.
Written on the Body is an accurate study on the power of consequences, a retrospection on pure and unconditionate love, written with the passion of a thousand broken dreams.
The way it deals with sickness and pain and betrayal, moving from prose to authentic poetry in the same sentence, is what gives this book its aching and mangled edges. What places it within hand's reach.
I love the writing style and its tones. It was less like reading facts and more like actually feeling them properly on and under my very own skin.
The caresses, the tears, the smells, the wrong choices. Everything that could leave a tiny bittersweet scar in my reader's heart, it did.
It helps that the narrating voice has no name and no gender.
They're a character so deep and wounded by their present and past that it's way too easy to slide into their shoes and pretend you're experiencing the biggest and warmest kind of love of all times.

I'm in love with that ending. It's pure perfection.

Written on the body is a se red code only visible in certain lights.

First buddy-read of the year with my beautiful Swaye❤️
Thanks for recommending me such another beautiful gem and for sharing it with me.
I'll always trust your taste in books ;)