When you passionately spoke of all the things that inspire you and keep you going, i couldn’t help but stare over the rippled water surface of the small ditch, that accompanied us along that narrow park path.
As we strolled with easy footpace, shoulder to shoulder, hips coincidentally bumping into eachother every now and then, i felt your words coming over me.
Gently stroking the skin, causing aroused bloodflow and an uptempo heartbeat.
As the shivery spring breeze did to the surface of the water.
I was no longer flattened.
You moved me.


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