The rhythm of nature. The unpredictable. Skinny dipping. Alternate dimensions from reeling head highs to so slow jazz solos, and back again. That new combination of ingredients that I never even thought of until Just Now. Realizing I was wrong, and becoming right (I hope it never ends). The moment when two hearts racing synch to the same pacing, warm life sensations, bodies tracing, minds erased. How the beat melts into the thick fabric of time-space.

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