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14 Nov

I miss
The feel of your chin
In my hand,
Fingers sliding
Down your chin,
Cupping your neck
And I draw in,
Lips touch
And my toes
Curl
As the butterflies explode
Inside.
I look at your picture
Wanting you
And remembering.

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