He closed his eyes and could hear her heart beating. A wild rhythm. Like placing your hand over a bristling race horse. So far away and still he could hear her heart. Guiding him. To her. The fervor overwhelmed him. It was more than he could handle. But it was all he wanted, so he took it. So far away. Yet, in his soul, in his heart, in his being she was right there holding him. Loving him. And he loved her. Distance meant nothing.
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