Contentment found in silence
Imagined fingers in my hair
Peace and scented sighings
Just to know that you are there.
To relax and be myself and know
(or hope) that you still care,
Wallow in your presence, wishing
I could hold you, sense
Your breathing, warmth and touch,
I love you so much.
Copyright © 2001 Adam Lyons
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