Alone in the darkness
I yearn for your breath
Warm upon my cheek,
Soft upon my neck,
As restless, I toss
And then-turn again
To capture your warmth
In a night cold as death,
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One Voyce of the World 
This one is just perfect! You are a POET.
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Thank you very much for your kind words.
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Hi niice reading your post
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thank you
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