sitting in bed
the fan over my head is blowing
air around and around this room
and all the moments spin
slowly with each rotation
you lying in bed next to me with your hands
on my skin
the way you breathe deeply when your heart
is thumping
soft eyes looking down at me
as i sit on my sheets and look up
lying side by side on the floor
and reveling in the power of touch
sitting in the dark light
and writing poetry for you
i can almost feel your arms around me
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