The feeling of her hands in mine... noticing small details, wondering, exploring... just there, in the café, close, every cell noticing, warming up, electric and soft... hands on legs, just being...
Walking from the café for a bit, hand in hand... looking at our interlocked fingers and noticing the feeling, the streams of energy passing between us, noticing how comfortable I felt, how I could stay like that...
A soft goodbye kiss that reaches deep, not wanting to let got for a moment, keeping the touch.

When I don't know my emotions, when I can't put words to them, my body will sometimes tell me... the feeling of the touch, the lingering, keeping close, wanting... this tells me more than words can express. Maybe I should put my doubts to rest, trust my body without the need to decide.

Let my body decide.

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