I was never more aware of the touch of his hands upon my waist.
His fingers holding me tightly….
His breath on my hair.
He was the water that quenched my fires.
The one that took me down.
The one who taught me to love the waters and look danger in the eyes.
The one I wanted to drown in…..
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