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Apr 2014
My hands are empty
without your fingers
filling the spaces between mine.

My body is aching
to have you
wrapped around.

My skin is itching
and every inch of it
craves for your touch.

My lips are burning
for yours to be pressed
against them.

And my heart is
beating a
steady
"comebackcomebackcomeback".
raw with love
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