There is a residual feeling

that lingers on my skin.

Like a limb that’s no longer there,

I still feel your hand

on the small of my back

Your thumb,

Drawing circles on my neck.

I am haunted by your touch.

The minute I leave your side,

I yearn for your warmth,

Your breath,

Your lips.

I close my eyes and

Savor everything that lingers

Until I see you again.

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