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Touch 1/2/18

Soft is the touch
Of those who mean and matter,
warm is the air
That follows love thereafter.

Treasured moments
Breathing deep into these sheets,
sweeter music plays
when hearts like ours do meet.

Finger tips
As golden tools
Chisel me to marble,
Forge me from your summer hands
Love me now, forever.

 

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