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With anticipation heightened I await.
The sound of your voice to seal my fate.
You touch a part no one else knows.
Santuary in you from outside woes.
You make me smile, you make me beam.
You make me feel precious, as in a dream.
The touch of your skin excites me still.
Mere kisses not for the weak of will.
You tempt me, you tease me each day.
From what we have built, I chose to stay.
With you I dream of a thousand tomorrows.