so close

so close to you
that my soul rises

filling me
with nervous dreams

standing there
in the crisp night

wondering
if you would see through the offer
of a warming arm around you
as my inmost yearning to touch

offerring my fingers
if not my lips
and letting them dance
across your palm
tracing the lines
that ensoul you

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