Your deep, heavy breathing heats my air,
As you whisper aside a strand of intrusive hair.
Away from the imperfect features you swear you’ve come to love.
Those which have made me curse whatever entity may soar above.
When we cease to speak it is my soul you seek.
But then it strikes, fantasy and life are disentwined,
And your luminescent eyes appear hopeless and bleak.
As you believe our beings will never be aligned.
Only when you reach into my portals with your own,
Will you fully grasp how my love has grown.
Floating in your arms, I feel your heartbeat mingling with mine.
And so for a fleeting moment, tranquillity transcends as I promise all shall be fine.
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