The first thing I notice is your warmth.
But long before I even take note
of your smooth skin under my fingers,
I feel the longing in my cold side
and the satisfaction in my warm.

Next, I take in your scent,
sweet and somewhat salty;
drawing it in with
a long smooth breath
followed by my satisfied murmurings.

I hear you murmur in response
and feel you shuffle close
while I listen to the sound of
you sleepily wetting your lips,
dry from the night.

I peel open one eye
and see you radiant.
I close that eye
content in knowing
that I am home.

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