Often. I think as well about how warm you are and soft. That I like your eyes and your touch. You are kind, funny and gentle. I have never truly felt akin to someone, save for my sister, but I feel as if I know what you will say or do before it happens.

[As if they were of one mind, though he was afraid to speak that aloud. He was content to note it on his own.

He nuzzled into her neck, smelling the perfume of her hair. His hand squeezed her hip. If he could press her even closer, he would. But they were already as close as they could be.]

Our coupling is an aspect I love, but there is more than that.