Holding on but just-dreaming,
Imagining faint traces,
Pray the fates are convening,
So we can press our faces.
To kiss your skin delighting,
In your smell and your fondness,
A fire inside igniting,
Something real love, that bonds-us.
Dreaming of you forever,
My arms around you folding,
If we could be together,
I’d never stop from holding.
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