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May 2015
I want to know what his hands feel like
and the smell of his neck
to know whether I fit in his armsΒ 
with my face in his chest
to feel his calm breathΒ 
and breathe him in

and my mind gasps
with the hope of finding
a small part of him in this place
but even then I won't know
how his breath feels on my skin
Serena Felice
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