Its the skin

Its been lingering in my mind for a while now; its the skin.
Its always been the skin.
The attraction lays in the skin, the feel of it, leathery, soft, rough, hard,
the electricity running through it.
The bloodstream right underneath it.
The warmth.
Smell.
Life.
The muscles building up on the inside protecting you from all evils.
The plumpy areas where you rest your head for comfort and security.