Soul Spooning

“There was such an attraction it pulled me completely from my physical being. A touch would ruin the bond, a whisper would scatter it away in the wind. It was the bare soul, that amazing soul that carried so much joy. The searching for that touch, aching, and empty, a yearning for… soul spooning.” – Through Pressed Lavender

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