I like when a gaze lingers just a little longer than it should, saying things words never could. I love light touches that send shivers down my skin, and conversations where every hint feels like a game. I dislike the chill in a voice or a glance, when a wall suddenly grows between us. I don’t like when everything is rushed and no one savors the moment. I’m turned off by roughness without feeling and words without meaning.
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