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Missed Pillow Talk


While I talk Across the pillow to you Touch my lips With the tips Of your fingers. While you listen Kiss my hands that will be stroking your face. While my words swim Across the sheets To your ears Feel my hair and scratch my head As if searching or rummaging For the entry point of all these ideas That I'll be sharing with you.
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