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Like silk he felt it
An energy softly flowing
It felt like her sent smelled
Wild musk and sweet ginger
Unmistakably her
He felt her like a feather on his ear
Touching his ear, he felt her hand
So real he went to grab it
Nothing
Then she was in his mind
Whisperings on pink lips
He closed his eyes
Breathed her into him deeply
This is the intimacy he longed for
The two talking together
Watching her so animated
The quiet times so intimate
He cherished
Nothing said, just holding her hand
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