I know your voice
like I know my
own heartbeat:
I sway to it,
aimlessly dance.
I know the weight
of your hand on
my shoulder,
the peace it brings
isn’t just chance.
I know the lines
on your eyes
when they twinkle,
the wrinkle that centers
your brow.
I know the world
makes more sense
when I’m with you,
I wish I was
with you right now.
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