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Time Together

The storm's intensity cannot match their intensity.
Seaspray explodes off of the rocky shoreline and sheets of course sand blow.
Holding you in my arms, we watch through the window as the waves crash.
Our faces tingling as they warm after our walk on the windy beach.
Saying nothing. Not needing to. Just enjoying the intensity of the storm outside.

Our bodies so close together, drawing heat from the feelings with both share,
and the roaring fire across the room. The fluffy hotel robes caressing our naked bodies.
Your fingers interlaced with mine. You squeeze my hand. I hold you tighter.
Both of us feeling the intensity inside as well.

We've waited so long for this time together,
and it is more special than either one of us could have imagined.
We know our time together will be short, but it will definitely mean so much.

The gulls outside swoop and glide effortlessly into the fierce wind.
Why can't life be like that? Effortless. Free. Easy.

Still, now is no time for questions.
It is time to savor what we do have.
This time is precious. Too precious to waste with questions.
All that matters are the feelings that we share and the time we do have together.

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