He was not swimming, so much as stroking across the water.

He stroked his left hand across the cold hard surface, amazed; it still looked open.

I frowned, stroking the ends of her hair across my mouth.

He stroked the back of his fingers across her delicate cheek.

In the still night, a cold wind stroked across Breaca's back.

She stroked a finger across the baby cheek at her breast.

He stroked a finger across the bars on his collar.

So, instead, he merely lifted his hand and stroked the back of it across her cheek.

He kissed the back of her hand and stroked it across his cheek.

Yet passing by on her way to the kitchen, she stroked a palm across his head, and he recalled their first years.