a rustle of fabric
your hair
against the side of my face
the warmth
of you pressing against me
the forever breath
i hold
to stop time
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floating and leaving no trace
a rustle of fabric
your hair
against the side of my face
the warmth
of you pressing against me
the forever breath
i hold
to stop time
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Sounds like a hug