The simple comfort of someone's slow breath drifting off and the quiet warmth of waking to sleepy skin. The close, intimate business of joined slumber requires a body's ability to fully trust and relinquish; the most contented of all exhales. This feeling I seek forever eludes me.
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I have a love affair with how stories unfold. It can come from anywhere. Always in search of a good story and always enthralled by a good story teller.
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