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I wait for the moment where you will take me into your arms again, filling in the void I've known since ages, cementing every inch of air that has separated us until now.
I wait for the moment where your scent will fill my lungs up again, purer than oxygen and a need I never knew I had until I had you in my arms for the first time.
I wait for the moment where our breaths will mingle, quietly yet purposefully before our lips meet, the anticipation of our separation exploding into a cacophony.
I wait for the moment where our hands travel to no-man's land, each marking territories they'd once forgotten, each claiming back what they'd ruefully begotten.
I wait for the moment where your tousled hair locks into mine, fingers running amok, determined to create destiny where the stars hadn't shined before.
I wait for the moment where my breath stops at the sight of you so carelessly staring into my soul, looking for a treasure you've long since possessed.
The very key to my heart.
The very window of my soul.
The very exhilaration pulsing through my every pore.
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