Part four.
There is no other world than this.
Curled naked around you, my head in the hollow of your chest , your heartbeat the only music i need. Limbs entwined like a Rodin sculpture, the breeze from an open window tickling my spine. The taste of you on my lips, the feel of you, the smell of you. Everywhere is you.
If i were to die tonight, i would die happy. All i need is here in this room.
My heart is happy.
My soul is singing.
I am truely home.
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