Softly
you said,
I see you behind
your computer,
my heart
longs for love.
Quietly
I replied,
I also want love
to blossom here,
my heart
sighs for you.
Gently
my hand,
goes out to touch
you wavy hair,
not there,
nothing there.
Tenderly
you sang,
I paint bodies
my body does,
my heart
longs of love,
sighs to you,
nothing there...
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