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| Reaching for each other Fingertips A slight touch A gaze in the dark Not seeing But feeling Feeling the deepest part of my soul Teasing it Carressing it The warmest embrace Against a cool breeze Tickling my neck A warm body Next to mine So close, so close Waking every hour Just to be sure I'm not dreaming Pinch me I've wanted this Please don't be just a dream August 1998 |
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