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(188//365) We do a lot of sitting in silence these days, watching, touching, grazing, gazing into each other, being. Just being. We've spent so many years talking. So many long years. But we'd never touched each other's skin, felt the ways the shape of our faces changed in the palms of our hands when we smiled. Or laughed. Or kissed.
These days there's so much electricity in the air. Inside and out.