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I crave your hands — the nearness of you — your smile.
This is how you love me:
The firm pressure of your grip, asserting presence,
I blush — succumb to the
pulsating heat of your weight.
In your absence, my eyes trace the invisible handprints of your touch (you grip my neck like a cup; a single palm between my chest)
Beneath the earth of my flesh,
your scent rises and lingers above my own.
You smile — (in my heart) — stretching it beyond my ribs to my fingertips.
I crave the nearness of you.
These things: my thoughts of you, the sunshine of your smile, the memory of your hands, that familiar fragrance in the air — they are but mere shadows of your tenderness, enough to see me through the day.
Baby, I am happy.
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