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Softer than rustle of leaves in the wind
Or shifting grains of sand
Nothing compares to blanketing warmth
You emit with touch of your hand
One touch is all it takes to light my heart on fire
Amanda Kay Burke Aug 2018
Nothing compares to deep conversation
That fills moments throughout the day
Your eyes glisten brighter than the moon
Wear a smile that takes my breath away

Night's mysterious magnetic field
Nothing like the pull of your gravity
Your voice keeps me anchored
Protected from outside depravity

Cannot find hesitation in your touch
No spoken words carry fear, doubt
You leave, I capture your essence
Place to place I roam about

I scrub my skin, wash my past down the drain
Hands are wrinkled under a leaden waterfall
Noise from newly-born wishes echo
Songs of emotion off the ceiling and walls

Your steady calm carries to my head
Always ready, in fear of no one
Charming, witty, a natural deciever
War-fueled strength challenged by none

If I could, I would bottle your light
I can't, so I try to memorize
Your hand and mine fit together
Space of doubt between your eyes

Have to force my gaze away
Too easy to lose myself in your lines
When you touch my naked flesh
Swear the galaxy aligns

Trying to make changes you deserve
Make something of our supply of tears
A future for hands to arrange
Melt into as we conquer the years
I think my sad poetry is a lot better than mu happy poetry

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