Passion. Her body on his. Rhythmic movements as if to an unheard melody. They lock eyes.
Hunger. She urges him on with a gentle kiss. He turns away. It doesn't feel right.
Wonder. What does she think? Reasurrance is needed. He holds her close.
Passion. The scent of water. The scent of her. Mingled together. He can't resist.
Hunger. He looks at her. She looks towards the horizon. His hand gently carresses her shoulder. She moves away.
Wonder. What does she think? Why can't we kiss? Why can't we love?
Four different people, two different needs. Life put them together, differences tear them apart. Maybe they'll meet, probably not.
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