

TouchI could feel the electricity in the air when my hand fell into yours, when you pulled me in, when your hips brushed mine. The light was dancing off your skin like raindrops on calm water and all I could see was your silhouette. Our bodies swayed to the music, held close by eager and somewhat fearful hands. Letting go was a concept far from the reaches of our minds. It was as if we were the only ones in the room, the only ones in the world. Your smile grew and mine followed fast, matching yours with magnificent elegance. I searched your face for words to fill the space, but found none, just happiness reflected in your eyes. Your body moved witTouch
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"Speak friend and enter" [link]
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"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away."
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