When it’s night
And there’s nobody else around,
And I only have myself to answer to;
If I concentrate hard enough
I find I can still feel,
Your breath on my neck,
Your hands in my hair,
And your skin beneath my fingertips.
I wonder how long it’ll be
Until it fades,
To nothing;
Or I need it less and less
So I no longer bother to concentrate,
On trying to find it,
And feel it again.
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