I want to reach out and caress this moment – run my nails along its edges, trace its textures with my fingers, and embrace its density with my palms.

Like a greedy sponge, I want to absorb each second, savouring every last drop until I become inebriated by their essence.

Onwards I might float through space, swimming languidly through the sea of desire;

Yet however far we may travel, this instant will remain – dazzling, exciting, and as pregnant with promise as an unborn soul.

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