I miss your palms cupping my jaw, your fingers forming perfectly against my cheeks, and your lips gently brushing mine. Your warmth pressing against my skin, fighting off the cold trying to get in the way of our embrace. The assurance from your breath that you’re enjoying it as much as I am, that we’re both within this moment, content with each others’ presence.
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