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Whispers after midnight

and darkness all around.

The sound of your breathing

miles away in my ear.

I’d close my eyes

but my wishes

won’t bring you here.

So good at describing

just how you’d make me feel.

I get so hot I can barely believe this isn’t real.

Telephone cord between my teeth

to keep myself from screaming.

God, I wish you were here.

So you could see just what I’m feeling.