A simple touch had been enough
her fingers gently rustling
the hair on the nape of my neck
this simple touch was enough
to wipe out a thousand years of
solitude
If only I could forget this simple
touch
I would sleep at night.
You said it was the way I looked at you played with your fingertips drowned in your eyes starving your skin you felt happiness again your ...
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