gently as the last waves of twilight fade into darkness
you hold my wrists, as if they were crystal
and the shadows cast so gracefully on your face
which I draw close
the sweet taste of wine still lingers on your lips
matches your eyes, reflecting the dying candles
and there we stay
lost and still
There we move back and forth
suspended in the night air
The motion starts
still quiet, all the more careful
we connect
and for that fraction of a second
everything that seemed to matter
brushed away
just us there alone forever together complete and understood
I rarely feel that connection
when I awake
its only special since I don't dream often
but sometimes if I by chance brush against someone
or their hand lingers after an embrace
I feel you somewhere
but I can only wonder
if you feel me too
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