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His touch was warm and inviting Like the first sip of tea in the morning It lifted me out of my bed and floated me around Spinning me on my heels, weightlessly His kiss was electric Like putting your tongue to a battery Feeling the shock that made you feel alive Your heart racing and pounding in your chest His eyes were comfort Like a big bed and an ocean of blankets after a long day Wrapping yourself in warmth and coziness Relaxing all your muscles and drifting off to sleep His words were music They were melodies in my ears Entire symphonies just waiting to be played Violins, cellos, harps all just whispering me off to better days His smile was the daybreak It could light up an entire night sky It was like the sun breaking through a dark, cloudy, stormy day It was the peace after the nightmares