It came rushing full force, like a warm humid breeze on a summer's morning; feelings brimming, skin clammy, muscles calm. And then there was the way he kissed me. It was laced in honesty and character, causing a shutter much like a rather girlish crush. Perhaps it was the softness of his lips or the gentility with which he held me as the winter air caught short my breath. Regardless, it felt good, trustworthy - like nothing I've allowed in years. Comfortable. Easy.
It came over me like a warm humid breeze, a breeze I want to pocket and keep. A breeze I hope keeps finding its way towards my direction.
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