Summary
So close. So warm., paint a vivid picture of intimacy and connection. It’s like a sanctuary where the outside world fades away, leaving only the profound bond between two people. The imagery of music, tranquility, and shared purpose creates a sense of deep, unspoken understanding and comfort. It’s a beautiful expression of closeness and warmth.
So close. So warm. Listen to the music playing. Melodies that bring us together. Songs that express our caring. So close. So warm. Hearing a pin drop that sounds like a thunderclap and even with that our tranquility is not disturbed. Of one mind with no other purpose but one another.
So close. So warm. In our own reality set apart from concerns and fears that cannot be moved except through our wills. A gesture placed at the right moment. A smile of agreement and comfort. And a touch that conveys more than words can express. So close. So warm.
Nothing needs to be said and that which is unspoken is clearly heard. So soft. So nice. No need to think twice. No paradise lost or wishes to long for. Everything needed is within reach and all that can be wanted are with us for the holding. So soft. So nice.
Tears of happiness welding in the eyes which are dried by a sympathetic fingertip to the lips. Morning stars twinkling in our eyes as fortress-like as our appreciation of one another and as sensitive as dew drops forming on our hearts. So soft. So nice.
Who could have thought that such a things would have come true? The rare is the best and last the longest. Obstacles come and go, and at some point, loneliness knocks on everyone’s door. And then it comes like a wish upon a heart.
The vacuum is filled with what has come from the other side of hollowness and the life of one and the other is overturned. When this happens reasoning and questioning does not matter as joy has been set in their place. Live, cherish, and enjoy.
So close. So warm. Our silence is like a glow in the dark creating an atmosphere of imperturbable tranquility that only true love can describe. Calm and peaceful. Hands in hands. The silence is broken by soft words of endearments. Words that are only shadows of what we both are feeling for one another. Words that serve their purpose in expressing what we both feel in the open. So close. So warm.
The physical expression of our love for one another is a few movements away. Our union was preordained far in the distance, even before there was a past. Long before there was particles and matter. In a region that only lonely hearts know before they spring to life. So close. So warm.
So soft. So nice. So close. So warm.