Your touch is warm, like the love I bear for you.But my hands are cold,as I wait alone.I want to hold you, to feel you near me....Your breath on my cheek.But I am alone.I hear your voice in my head,As sweet as birdsong.If I could, I would whisper in your ear how much I love you.How much I care...But I can't. For I am alone.Whilst I wait, the treetops twist and turn in the wind.They call out your name.My body is cold.But my heart is warm with the...
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