Today I had the privilege of getting reacquainted with an old friend. It had been many years since I last heard the rich, low voice of my lovely friend, as my slender fingers gracefully traversed their neck. The flow of conversation came easily as though we had scarcely been apart. Only the dull pain of tender fingers reminded me of how long it had really been. I have fallen in love again. I hope for many more evenings such as this one which are filled with beautifully composed conversations.