Love is craving your lips, Your mouth, your voice, where before I was just silence and hunger. Love is our moments of anticipation, Like the last breath before the dive And the eventual ascent back into sunlight. Love is missing you even when you're here, Knowing that every time you leave I will be hollow until you return. Love is sharing a comfortable silence And finding serenity in
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