I sit beside
You, I am getting
Nearer to your
Breath
I catch
Some wafts
Of your
Glow
And I whisper
Let us talk
About
Sense
Of touch
Feel me
In the
Beatings
Of my heart
Hear the sound
Of drums
Listen
With your
Lips.
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