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You sent me a new picture.

I smiled when I opened the attachment entitled…Self portrait.

You were standing in front of a large window.

Looking out at the view, through the closed slats on the pulled down blinds.

Even though you were in shadow…I could see a slight smirk on your lips.

You knew what you were doing…How I would react.

Seeing you partially clothed, clad only in jeans.

I closed my eyes and imagined…I dreamed that I was there.

In the room…Walking toward you.

You turned around, the smirk emanating into a beaming smile.

You held out your arms to me and I walked into your embrace.

Feeling your bare skin under my hands, hearing the steady thrum of your heart.

Your voice was low and husky as you breathed into my ear.

‘I adore you. Stay with me? You belong with me here.’

I looked up into your face and smiled, then answered with a kiss.

I heard a deep guttural moan as our tongues danced.

Felt your arms tighten around me.

Felt the swelling of your lust as the kiss deepened.

I sighed as I opened my eyes to the daylight and glanced at your picture.

You were standing in front of a large window and I knew…

One day…We would look out on the view together.

I would see what you see. Hear what you hear…Be where you are.

I adore you. Stay with me? I belong with you there.