Warm summer night in the not too distant past.
Peppermint tea and a patio swing.
Talking and touching like we always have. Heads resting together; arm around shoulder. Two soul mates waiting to get old.
Comfortable and content, like sitting in the car watching jets land. Or in a dark cinema sharing a film.
Moments that many would kill for, we had in spades.
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