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Wishing, waiting, wanting... Need the feeling, the rush of the smell of you through the senses. The touch of warm flesh under hot fingertips, the taste brushing the lips of sensational pleasure, the distant sounds of cries, moans, the love rings through the air as everything spirals together. The night sits and watches lovers desire, jealousy contemplating everything and ways of life.