It is the embraces I remember most when I think of her. The scent of him wrapped around the scent of her in the form of an embrace that tenderly goes on for hours. Hands caressing, gently passing over the skin leaving a murmur like trace of soft warmth behind. It is the mystery I shall hold dear for a force that neither of us could put a name to or box for reference. All the while both thinking "did I create this?" knowing it would not be ours to keep for long! Then resting somewhere in between fate, stars, love unfulfilled and the quantum field never knowing for certain about the encounter! The school is not out for this summer, it goes on by the river that flows from eternity to HERE AND NOW. How else would the river flow if not in the direction of the design?

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