How is it that I feel
As if I cannot breathe?
And I am so moved
When you touch my hand
As I pass you a note
To say that I have always
Wondered what you feel
When we are in the same room
Together.
And if it is the same
As what I feel,
When the world stops,
And my head spins
Because you touch my cheek
With your fingertips
And whisper the words
That I long to hear from you.
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