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It had been too long,
I could tell by your gaze
and the tremble in your hands as you pulled me to yourself.

Too long since you had seen my face,
felt my heartbeat,
kissed my forehead, neck, lips, etc.,
rested your head on my chest.

I smiled in wonder at you: never satisfied
with how I nestled against your body.
As if by touching the length of me
you could make up for lost time.

I rejoiced in your need of me.
I needed you too.