“So how do you feel when you’re with me?”
I looked at him with closed eyes
As we sat there alone
And murmured between sighs,
In your arms I have come home
In your eyes I see the deep
Of the ocean at midnight
And long to lie and sleep
Till awaken by the daylight
Till I am able to inhale
You, through my skin and senses
And taste the salted dew
Of slowly stolen dances
Of sentiments and desires
Of a time that I had waited
For your image to come true
And bear the pain created
In a long search for you
In the latest hours
When I steal those moments so true
I breathe a sigh of hunger
Of coming home to you
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