Bliss

Indeed, what a delight it was to chat again.  Like I was drifting, lost, floating above the deepest waters of his words, surging up in intensity, lifted like the power of the wave, and cosy in the lulls between.  A conversation that stopped time in its toing and froing, and when time started again as I put down my phone, I noticed nearly two hours had passed. Bliss.

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