A freshly starched shirt and faded levi’s with a worn knee.

Bare feet.

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The smell of baking apples, clove, cinnamon.

Melting butter.

Water droplets at the base of a throat.

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Bing Crosby’s voice.

The smell of old books.

A recipe , hand-written, from 1937.

A hot latte, waiting on the counter, post-shower.

Holding hands.

A shoulder massage.

A forehead kiss.

The sound of clinking metal measuring spoons.

Nutmeg cloves.

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Anise-scented warm milk.

Homemade biscuits.

Honey butter.

Shrimp, sauteed in garlic butter (by a guy who calls you “Sweetheart.”)

Poundcake recipes, handed down from generation to generation.

Homemade hot chocolate, from scratch.

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Sun-warmed tomatoes.

Beef stew, with grass-fed beef.

Onions sauteed in butter.

Chilean vinyeards.

The Ocean.

Cashmere.

Morning laughter.

In n Out Burger.

A full tummy on a cool night and a roaring fire.

S’mores.

Crickets.

Scrambled eggs with pesto and chevre.

Whispers in the dark.

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Curls at the nape of the neck.

Roasted chicken with rosemary.

Champagne.

Tomato soup and grilled cheese.

Pot au creme.

Beef Wellington.

Single malt scotch.

Vintage crystal.

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Sprecher’s root beer.

Driving stick.

Really hot showers.

Forearms.

Homemade soup.

Crisp cotton sheets.

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Vanilla ice cream.

Hot, strong coffee.

Smooth , soft skin.

Nina Simone.

Porch swings.

Silence.

Knowing.

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Waiting.

 

Can you stand the heat?