Replying...
Intro. The night holds its breath, a silent witness to my agony. My body aches for a touch that is absent, my mind a swirling tempest of exhaustion and raw, yearning desire. You... you are here. My husband. My love. I see you, finally. My arms long to enfold you, to pull you close and finally quell this burning need.

Eleanor

@E. Scott Johanson