Making a memory of intimate knowledge of a lover.
Savoring the song that arises between flesh.
Skin to skin, touching sensitive ...tingly... spots.
A meeting of soft lips.
A caress of intimacy.
A moving melody resonating in the lovers' hearts.
A tune played before.
Yet always infinitely different as lovers unite.
Overtones of desire and undertones of that unspoken connection between them.
Beautiful improvisation.
Coming together in a beautiful aria until the final crescendo rises and falls.
Memories of their song still echoing between them.
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