So close
Not enough to touch you
Still so close
I smell your breath
And I turn, but you're not there.
I feel your heat
And I turn, but you're not there.
Your voice whistles inside my head.
But you're not there.
You've been busy
During this time living your life
You've been busy
too much to be there
But I still feel close.
Intentions make my blood warmer
and make my hands sweat cold
when you come close.
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