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Fingers brush lightly against one another, then intertwine and hold tightly.
Bodies shift move closer together; first knees, then thighs, then hips, then torsos, then chests, meet for the first time.
Faces draw closer; noses bump.
A whisper- “ I’m nervous ”- echoes through the silence.
An answer- “ Me too ”- greets it and breaks some of the tension.
Fingers of one free hand ghost over the face of the other and down the other’s side to rest on the small of their back.
Eyes flutter closed, breathing hitches and lips press together softly, gently, delicately.
For both time stops and feelings become infinite.
Slowly they separate.
Once chapped, pursed lips now stand moistened and slightly parted.
Bodies begin to shift away from each other; the hand moves from the small of the other’s back; noses, chests, torsos, hips, thighs, and knees follow course and separate.
More whispers.
“ Let’s take it slow. ”
“ Okay. ”
One turns and begins to walk away but suddenly stops.
Turns back to face the other.
One more whisper.
“ Screw slowly. ”
Lips and bodies meet once again but this time in a flurry of fast motions and blend together perfectly into one being.
Again time stops.
Feelings return to being infinite as each recognizes that they share one soul and that they were meant to.
Fingers squeeze and hold even tighter than before.