When I’m alone,
I think of you.
I think of your eyes, your laugh, your smile.
I want to climb into your arms,
like a child afraid of a storm,
like a lamb that runs to it’s mother for shelter,
I want to hold onto you,
like an insect that clings to the leaf in the wind,
like a tree that roots itself deep into the ground,
I want to look to you,
like the flowers reach their leaves up to the sun,
like the way the moon chases the sun, day after day,
night after night;
But most of all, I want to love you like nothing else in this world.
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