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sabriel007I wish it were snowing, and you
were on the phone, from the sunshine,
warmth, spreading through.
I miss the feel of you, the vibration
of your chest as you talk, the way I could slip
softly, like a shirt over your skin, only
vanishing.
The way I carry you
on my fingertips.
were on the phone, from the sunshine,
warmth, spreading through.
I miss the feel of you, the vibration
of your chest as you talk, the way I could slip
softly, like a shirt over your skin, only
vanishing.
The way I carry you
on my fingertips.
