When would I?
Kiss you.
Hold you very close so that your distant heart beats next to me.
Run my fingers down your hair, so that it can make me feel like I am playing in the field.
Look at your hands, record its every twitch, its colour, its texture, so that I exclaim.
Touch you slowly, for me to understand that we are just one body and its the shape that seperates us.
Keep my lips on yours, to feel yours, just to see how it feels on mine.
Lick the space just beneath your adams apple, so that I might imagine, I am taking a bit of your life into mine.
Trace your fingers to feel what it is to be you.
Just keep still when you are lying next to me, so that in that worldy time, I might feel like I am walking in paradise, with clouds as stairs and butterflies flying carelessly.
Would I? Would I?
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