Deepest Senses

I crave those moments

When my deepest senses

— of every corner,

and of every edge

of my entire being —

are touched and awakened.

 

I crave those moments

When my deepest senses

— of every corner,

and of every edge

of my entire being —

are put under your wing.

 

I crave those moments

When my deepest senses

— of every corner,

and of every edge

of my entire being —

are yours and only yours.

 

I crave those moments

When mine was yours,

And yours was mine.

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