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Feb 2017
Your every move
seems to catch my eye
And your warmth
draws me closer to you

I want to touch your hand
to see if it fits into mine
I want to touch your face
to see your eyes flutter

I yearn for your touch
I dread to hear your voice
and for you to be beside me

All I want is for you to sing
lullabies in these cold nights

But we could only meet
in a place called my head
As I drift off into sleep
In my dreams, we meet again
so far from my grasp...

{nj.b}
Yule
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Yule  19/mnl, ph
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