There’s that moment isn’t there? Within each passing flutter of a ‘new love affair’… there’s that moment. When laughter dissolves into silence, when the eyes cease to crease from a smile. Suddenly there’s nothing to laugh about anymore. It’s you and that person, and no noise disturbs you. You need them. To touch you, no matter how fleeting, how soft, how tender… sometimes it’s torture. Awaiting the feeling of that person’s skin, their warmth.
Your eyes are locked. It’s almost a challenge… who is the brave one? Who has the courage to begin this new and exciting journey you’re going to start. Well… it was me, this time. Then after that you never needed much persuading. The first time we kissed… oh it was wonderful. Never have two lips appeared to synchronise and fit as ours did. It was tender and full of affection… both wanted to comfort the other.
Then the heat set in. Affection and passion became one. And the times when our bodies weren’t entwined were just as passionate as when they were.
‘Your heart understood mine. In the depth of the fragrant night, I listened with ravished soul to your beloved voice. Your heart understood mine.’
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