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I touch your hand

and feel the warmth

it gives me a shiver

flows through my arm

straight into my heart

makes me feel alive

 

the silver moon smiles through the window

watches how the emotions grow

your head on my lap

your silence breath

calms my mind

makes me feel relaxed

 

this strand of hair seems to wink

gently my hand passes over your skin

the gloss of your eyes

streams into mine

as our lips touch

space and time disappear

 

I wish you were here...

 

 

04-26-05 - al-kudaira

 

 

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