teasing

i look at my hands
the ones that have
touched you
my fingers ache
not holding you
they look unworthy
of holding such
simple beauty
in their myriad
of lines
i swallow
trying to
find your taste
there was a moment
this night
sleepless and hot
where i could
capture your scent
teasing
as soon as i knew
you were near
you
were gone
i heard your voice
tiny and covered
with enthusiasm
and youth surrounding
you
and i hope
and need
to see you in
my dreams

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