When my body is still…
It is your voice I hear whispering in my ear.
It is your body I feel pressing gently against mine.
It is your kiss I imagine on my lips.
It is you my arms long to hold.
It is you I wish to see when my eyes open in the morning and close in the evening.
It is you who consumes my heart now and always.
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