That slow, exquisite sensation of touch was heaven.

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That slow, exquisite sensation of touch was heaven.
She felt passion touch her with silent motion, drawn together in unaccountable flow between people.
The closest touch to come alive between you and me was a look of tender passion. Say you'll never let me go.
My heart, it broke, but on a warm spring day of sunshine I realized my feelings have come back all it took was the touch of passionate love.
I gave up a love so incredible: he had me in a shiver of flesh and touch... I think of the face I love and he is gone. I know I have to live with that.
Connect with inner happiness - a fascinating life is a journey of smell, touch, and taste.
I was devastating my weakness, that I ruin everything I touch, without exception.
A woman of such strangeness has a touch of brilliance never divulged.
Passion knotted together with touch. So much want.