
YES I want this. I want to come see you at Kent and pack a picnic and we can go for a walk in the slow sunset and eat and drink red wine, and when the sun is down and it’s getting cold, we will snuggle up together under the blanket and hold each other tight and talk on and on late into the evening. Eventually, it will get too cold, and we’ll wander back together to your flat, holding hands, stumbling slightly and giggling from the wine, clambering up the stairs, and we will will fall into each others arms, our kisses tasting of the red wine we drank, and we will make love, and then, we fall asleep in each others arms, squashed together in a little single bed, our sleep utterly contented and dreamless, because what is the point of dreaming when life is so good?
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YES I want this. I want to come see you at Kent and pack a picnic and we can go for a walk in the slow sunset and eat and drink red wine, and when the sun is down and it’s getting cold, we will snuggle up together under the blanket and hold each other tight and talk on and on late into the evening. Eventually, it will get too cold, and we’ll wander back together to your flat, holding hands, stumbling slightly and giggling from the wine, clambering up the stairs, and we will will fall into each others arms, our kisses tasting of the red wine we drank, and we will make love, and then, we fall asleep in each others arms, squashed together in a little single bed, our sleep utterly contented and dreamless, because what is the point of dreaming when life is so good?
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YES I want this. I want to come see you at Kent and pack a picnic and we can go for a walk in the slow sunset and eat...