Hungry

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I feel free from what hurts me

Because I'm here close to you.

Your arms protect me from the cold.

Our love is almost palpable,

Like something we can hold.


I would like to hide it in my pocket,

But I could lose it with ripped jeans.

Losing would be a sin.

Nothing is the same as what it means.


It is more than I was expecting.

It is my open door and the floor for my feet.

Now I'm hungry for you.

My breath begs you not to leave.

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