Future generations Quote by Megan Duke

“He reaches for my hand, rubbing my fingers. That small gesture is enough to make my heart melt all over again. Sometimes it’s the…

— Ruby Dixon

“His fingertips felt like whispers, telling my skin secrets.”

— Karina Halle

“What did my fingers do before they held him?”

— Sylvia Plath

“His hand was a lot bigger than mine, but the gentle way he laced our fingers together made me feel cared for, almost treasured.”

— S.J. West

“The warmth of his mouth bloomed across my hand, and his nails skimmed across the inside of my wrist. Such great sensation from so…

— Saundra Mitchell

“It continued to amaze me how the touch of skin on skin had altered things: curled in the crook of his arm, my head…

— Claire Messud

“I watch his hands, his beautiful, capable fingers. Scarred, as mine were before the Capitol erased all marks from my skin, but strong and…

— Suzanne Collins

“And, suddenly, I want to touch him. Not a push, or a shove, or even a friendly hug. I want to feel the creases…

— Stephanie Perkins

“I wish I could protect him from the people who refuse to see beyond his skin, who will never know the goodness of his…

— Trish Doller

“He touched me with such reverence, his fingertips light and curious as they cruised up my spine while his mouth was bold and knowing,…

— Linda Kage

“I won’t touch you,” I assured him, knowing I could throw a burst of energy that would undoubtedly drop the curtain on the moment.…

— Dannika Dark

“He let the fingers of one hand splay out across the pocket of his shirt to show what a simple, physical thing the heart…

— Richard Yates