That Feeling
I love the touch of your
soft, gentle skin on mine,
as we dance close together
in the glistening moonlight.
I love the feel of your warm breath
on my cold, dry skin
as you move in to moisten it
with a kiss that would seal our fate.
I love that when we first meet
you catch my wondering, sky eyes
from across an impossible room,
i feel warm, in the pit of my stomach.
i miss that feeling,
and so i shall for time to come.
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