*bing*
Another email from you.
Another angle of you.
Another image of you.
Another window into you.
I put it in the folder with the others, but this one seems different. You've taken other photos for me. This was unbidden. Simple. A breast in the crook of your arm, warmth spilled across your face. I've seen you spread, but never more open.
When I came last night, it was to this picture. Staring into your eyes. Wanting to be there with you.
It's my new favourite.
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