I can cradle the soul of a woman in my arms, and make her feel like we are the only two people on the planet. I want to touch the place in her that makes her feel content, alive, still, thriving, excited. I wan to massage her soul, take the cares of the world away, and plant the seeds of nourishment for her. I want my soul to water and tend to those seeds, and watch them grow.
Namaste
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