Karups
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The fading sun cast long, amber shadows across the room, painting your silhouette in hues of gold and dusk. I watched the gentle rise and fall of your chest, a silent rhythm that echoed the frantic beating of my own heart. Your fingers, feather-light, traced a path from my wrist to my elbow, leaving a trail of shimmering warmth on my skin. A soft sigh escaped your lips, a sound more profound than any spoken word, and I felt my breath catch in my throat. Our eyes met, and in that deep, unguarded gaze, I saw my own longing reflected back at me, raw and beautiful. The air grew thick with the scent of rain and your faint, familiar cologne, a fragrance that now felt like home. You leaned in slowly, your forehead resting against mine, a gesture of such profound tenderness it brought unshed tears to my eyes. In that suspended moment, the entire world narrowed to the space between our nearly touching lips. Every fear, every doubt, quietly unraveled and drifted away like mist. I had spent a lifetime searching, only to find my entire universe contained within this single, breathless point of connection.
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