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Maybe it was her hair, worn long and framing her face.
Maybe it was the face her hair framed. Helen Of Troy could never compare.
Maybe it was her eyes, red and full of emotion.
Maybe it was the emotions held in those eyes. Emotions she only let him see.
Maybe it was her lips, soft and supple. She had a beautiful smile.
Maybe it was the voice that issued forth from those lips. Melodic and soft, who could have known she sang so sweetly?
Maybe it was her hands. Ready to perform intricate signs at the first hint of danger.
Maybe it was that they were her hands, stealing touches or soothing away all his aches, pains and worries when a mission ended badly.
Maybe it was her arms. Full of the strength she needed to complete her job.
Maybe it was the comfort he found in her arms when she wrapped her them around him and kept the world at bay.
Maybe it was her hips. She had amazing curves.
Maybe it was the way his hands fit on those curves; wrapping his arms around her body in an embrace only he was permitted.
Maybe it was her legs. Sending her into battle by his side or carrying her to safety.
Maybe it was the way she sat, tucking a leg beneath the other and snuggling close as they watched TV.
Maybe it was her being. Everything that she was and is making her seem almost unreal.
Maybe it was the fact that she was by his side.
Maybe it was the knowledge that no matter what, she would always be there with him.
Maybe, just maybe, it was love.
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