At night your touch talks to me.
It plays with my heart and draws tenderly on my back.
It appreciates my love handles and
tells me that I am perfect.
It cares my wounds and talks to my soul.
It is way beyond petty things, missed chances and ugly pasts.
It gives me everything I would ever want.
It talks to me about unsaid words and long lost memories.
It loves every bit of me making me breathless
And love,
It’s because of your touch I long for,
that makes me fall for you, all over everytime.
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