minutes of intimacy before
accentuated the distance;
so close yet quite far
not as far but less than the mutual gaze -
closest form of intimacy
reaching the depths of the soul
the smell of the skin at the neck
a familiar trace of fragrance still remaining
sebum that thickened the strands of hair
showing the strains of the day
the body curves
fingers trailing
where the eyes were a second before
only when the back is facing
then the distance felt
then realising how much nearer we can be
how much closer I want to be
How much better to know the missing,
the intensity of the love
than the missing space between two.
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