A Brief, fortuitous moment of unparalleled eye contact promptly followed by a profound connection between two souls, intertwined in an instant
Ocean waves break in the distance as the soft shadows of dusk give rise to heightened senses
Touch
Smell
Taste
Void of light, bodies impart on a paralinguistic voyage through the delicate intricacies of each other
Minutes pass like seconds as smooth, warm air exchanges between eager, supple lips daring not to touch
In a momentary glance toward the sky, tender sounds escape longing bodies that crave release
Whispers of the wind commune with yearning souls...
Wait
Breathe
Surrender
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