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“In the silent whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance and dreams take flight,
There lies a yearning, deep and true,
A hunger born of longing, infused.

It sings within the soul's soft embrace,
A melody of desire, a tender chase,
A craving for a touch, gentle and kind,
To soothe the restless heart, the troubled mind.

Like petals seeking the sun's warm glow,
Or rivers drawn to the ocean's flow,
We ache for connection, for hands to meet,
In an alchemy of passion, sweet.

To feel the brush of fingertips light,
To ignite the senses, to set alight
The flame that burns within, intense,
A symphony of longing, immense.

So let us reach across the space,
And in each other's arms find grace,
For in the touch, we find release,
And in each other, we find peace.”
― Rolf van der Wind