I feel the strength of your hand
holding mine, skimming across my back
Sliding through my hair.
Creating a connection, a bond.
The pull of your eyes
telling me things you couldn't say
smiling with laughter, welling with tears.
The magnetism something not to be broken
The feel of your fingers
brushing across my lips
and your lips brushing, lingering, along my hair.
Wanting, but not taking, more.
The sound of your voice
Echoing through your chest
Speaking quietly, deeply next to my ear.
Soothing, words of comfort, strength & love.
All of these reside deeply in my mind,
Deeper in my heart.
Giving me weakness when I need to feel strong.
Giving me strength when I feel weak.
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