With every touch, every caress of your voice your there,
Just the thought of you brings you closer,
Closer than perhaps the physical representation a touch can bring,
As light radiates from the sun,
The slightest warmth can be felt,
My every thought becomes of you,
With each word,
I fall deeper into the moment that blossomed into this need to have you near,
It's spread,
Like this wildfire that begs to consume everything it encounters,
To truly understand each look into your eyes is to feel the chains released from the air that surrounds it,
Nothing but the air,
Flowing freely,
Weightlessly to where it belongs,
Without words to complicate the simplification of something that happens so naturally,
Like the voice I hear each time I physically feel it when I close my eyes,
I see you so perfectly,
The heartbeat that throbs so adamantly each time your name is mentioned,
These things I find each time I close my eyes,
This love that makes me look forward to every moment I cherish you with
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