The sound of your voice is pure adrenaline, running through my veins.
My rapid heart cannot grasp the thought of all that encompasses you.
With few words that speak, my day is fulfilled, yet I yearn for more.
The day we meet again is fast approaching.
My senses are heightened as the hours pass.
Your gentle voice and sweet touch is what I long for.
I can only hope to see me the the windows of your soul,
for when you look into mine, there you shall be.
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