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This moment now, is when I miss you,
the images in my head are no longer good enough,
when I close my eyes and feel your touch
it feels fainter and fainter every day...
I can hear your laugh, and your cheeky grin
that hints at unspoken promises
of later delight,
your eyes that sparkle when you laugh,
turn black when I lead you to the edge of the cliff,
your thighs that stand strong,
hands that work and hands that find delight
in my flesh,
and the smell of your skin,
the taste of a cigar on your lips,
and I am lost in your magic, I want you again...