Deep into the middle of the night, head tucked, nestled into the small of your back...
Your arm thrown back over me, a firm touch - yet very light...
I move, you move, you move, I move...
Always something touching, never waking up, a connection always sought...
By morning's beginning light, face to face, once again entwined so tight.
Finding safety and comfort, close together, our dance through the night...
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