Though the actual dates changed from year to year, the weekend remained the same.
Maybe it was the changing season that caused it. Or, perhaps the fear of a long dark winter fast approaching. The crisp mornings and warm afternoons made hormones surge and excitement rise. Whatever the reason, this yearly meeting was something I dearly looked forward to and it warmed my heart. Anticipation made passion soar!
The curves were delightful, and the undulating softness mesmerized me. The closeness gave me comfort. Familiarity meant continuity, though the graceful aging year after year renewed desire and piqued a need to explore new things. Its completion gave my soul peace and a longing for another year to pass quickly.
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