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My love,
I miss your soft embrace
The smooth of your skin
The shiny and silk of your hair
Oh! How you make me feel safe in your arms
Where the early shine of a moist morning
To the cold and bitter tasteless air of night
Oh, how you make me feel
You soften my heart whenever my mounded mind thinks of you
My eyes glisten and my smile softens
Like wet sand washed off by the icy waters of the beach shore
Coming from the ocean where the early dew of life was born
I yearn for you when I can't escape from the shackles of politics
The people's stares and words that dare blind me, clogged my mind
How I loathe and wish to pluck my ears and melt my brain till nothing but liquid ivory
I yearn for you, my love;
My bed.