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“I want you in my arms like roots consume rain. To warm my body beside yours like bathing in the sun. To hear the rhythm of your heart in my waking ears. Dancing in spirit around the edges of your body. Wanting your love that burns like fire when you kiss me––anywhere and everywhere. You loving every part of me––loving every part of you.”

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Arabala

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