Even as I lay me down to sleep, your face will comeback magnified by a tenfold increase of your smile, your eyes and the longing for the taste of your lips and the warmth of your hand against my palm. The bittersweet taste of your tongue and the softness of your long hair and the compassion that I feel would not change for anyone else.
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