I want to hang my arms around your neck and rest my head on your shoulder
or have our body's meet and greet each other at the forehead.
I want to just lay with you, close my eyes and know that you and I belong together;
that you are mine and I am yours.
I want to have my hands travel across your body and map out each wrinkle, each freckle, each bump.
I want the whispers in the cars.
I want your hand in the movie.
I want your heart.
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