When you hold my hand,
The warmth of your touch
Tingles my soul.
When you hug me tight
The whole of your body
Fills my empty spaces.
When you kiss my lips
The sweetness of your breath
Awakens my icy heart
To the sweet possibilities
Of something brand new.
Though these things haven’t
Come to pass,
I know with all my heart
That you could make me whole.
Julianna May 
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