.VIII. Beautiful Sensations

In her eyes, I saw the end of the night and the beginning of the rest of my life.

She was... I don't know how to say it. I guess you would have to experience her the same way I did to fully understand. You should feel the details, the little things that normally we wouldn't bother to put into words. Every second around her was erotic, beautiful. The soft caress of her breath as she sighs into my chest. The trail of exquisite sensation that her hair would draw upon my body whenever she moved on top of me. The smile behind her eyes when her lips were touching mine. The subtle grace in her stride even though she wore nothing but her underwear and that unfathomable smile. The sway of her hips when we danced to the symphony that only we could hear. The excitement in her voice when we talked about books, traveling, love and philosophy. The way she would savor every bit of every meal, experiencing her food rather than merely consuming it. We made love the same way, reveling in the sensation of even the slightest touch.
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