Your name is like love whispered on a dying wind
That travels the long distance from my lips to your heart
Caressing your skin and embracing your form
Keeping you safe in a bubble of ethereal adoration.
I hope it's enough, it helps me endure
The vast separation, I'm not even sure
How you feel. But here's the deal -
You have me
I hope you want me.
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