It's how you hold me.
The feeling of being connected. The roughness of the road and the softness of you. Feeling the breathe I take and sharing the lean. Edging towards something that I long for and desire above all else.
That giant smack of realization that this is it. This is my drive and my craving.
Being one. Pick it up, slow it down. We agree to go together. I feel my smile and see the shadows flick by as a bird's shadow keeps pace.
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