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Engulfed by your presence
Where do you begin
        Somewhere inside of me
Where do you end
        Somewhere, somewhere

Swirling energy between us
Everything twisted into newness
        Feel you with eyes
        See you with hands

The impact
Of your gaze
        Hammers my chest

Time
        Meaningless time

Lingering you in me
Wisps of energy
        Provide refreshment
Where there has been no sleep
        Only thinking of you

Bringing excitement
To the feel, the touch
        Of this mundane keyboard
        And pen, and telephone

Building a craving
To be back in
        Your presence

Time
        Is it time