"How close can you come?"
"How close do you want me to be?....Here? Or here?"
"Mmm ...so close, that a breeze cannot pass between us. That close, that our entwined hands look as one. Close, so that our breathing is synchronised. Close, that you know my next thought. That close, that when I look at you, you're already looking at me".
"Come here".
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