One of the most serene events in life is feeling the warmth of your lover in the middle of the night. Your arm cold is laid beside her warm and she flows herself into you, willingly enveloping you. Just to know that you are not alone, there is someone love ties to you, someone who will awaken if summoned will come forth from slumber to be with you. But there is an even greater joy, it is the unconscious grasp of love; the moment when you, barely awake, become aware that you have laced your hand in hers and she, not awake, has gently squeezed it, a dream of love that is—no dream.
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