So, i spent the night with the beautiful 28 year old bartender last night. We just held each other all night. I traced her every curve over and over again, and i told her how beautiful and amazing she was, and each time these words would roll gently off my tongue, she would sigh and literally melt right into me.

The laser universe light cast a thousand green dots on the ceiling, like many planets, and colors, like unto the northern lights, would waft across the room. Her dark brown skin was so incredibly soft. Her smell was a stunning symphony of floral accents and her hair splayed out across my chest like silk.

I could feel her heart beating against me, and in a few minutes, i realized that our heartbeats had somehow synchronized. With a touch as light as a feather, I would trace tiny circles on the ball of her shoulder with my fingertips until tiny goosebumps appeared all up and down her arm and she would gently shiver, the burrow back into me.

Her feminine form was beyond remarkable in the faint glow of the room, as the sound of frogs and crickets drifted in through the open window. The scent of lavender danced through my senses.

There was no sex. Just the incredible beauty of not being alone.