looking deep into my eyes
is when I feel
the depth of your soul reaching mine
the grasp of truth from your heart
pressing your hand on mine
is when I feel
the warmth of your soul, holding me
the sweet longing, for me
holding me close to you
is when I feel
alive with every beat of your heart
safe with your arms wrapped around me
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