later , after the first joining , as naturally as drawing breath ( from the very ether of the suns spontaneous explosion ) , you wandered about testing the limits of your first conscious placement in the world : hand touching hand , caressing light-limned curves of fingers and limbs ; running finger tips along brow , cheek , then up and down neck , delicious spine , rump , flank and loins : now all unconscious of the touching yet drawing sustenance from it like feasting .