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There’s something intimate about the way someone holds your waist. It feels like they’ve cupped the edges of your soul, the fabric there is soft and supple. They’ve gathered a part of you into their hands, caressing it with a thumb or squeezing it gently. You feel the touch all at once everywhere and your heart swells with this feeling - a kind of gut wrenching, air stealing, body dreading feeling because you know not this changes everything. You love them and would lay down your life for them. Then they gather the rest of you, kiss your lips and you find some truth in that action, some kind of life. You’ll find the universe is really small and resides between the space of your breaths.
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