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The closeness of you is what I long for.
To smell the strong warmth of your hair and drink deeply of your smile. To touch your cheek and follow your eyes wherever they may wander wishing for them to fall on me. To wake in some autumn sunburst and find you in the summer moonlight And know that you will wait with me in the darkness until the warmest breeze comes cool. To press my ear against your breast and feel the pulse of life deep within you And share the joy and wonder that you might sing. To merge my fingers in the entanglement of your hands and press until I find you press back with connection. To smell the strong warmth of your hair and drink deeply of your smile. The closeness of you is what I long for.
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