your fingertips danced across my skin
like children in the snow
you caressed my traveling soul
and slowed my rapid heartbeat
the light in your beautiful eyes
twirled about as our lips pressed together
your tongue sought solace
inside my mouth
and my teeth grazed your bottom lip
as payment for your loves newfound home
your fingertips stayed firmly inside
our locked hands
you traced my smile with your lips
and I promised to write about you
I'd describe how my heart soared
when i first saw you.
How I noticed the lines that formed on the sides of your mouth
when your smile lit up as you first saw me.
Now your fingertips only move for me while you slide them across your iPhone.
As I am hundreds of miles away and only getting further.
I wonder if the day will ever come where your fingertips are intertwined in mine once again.
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