Hands.

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I love the way you touch me without using your hands.

You grab a hold of my heart
and tap it to have a faster beat near you.
Your eyes hold my gaze
and wander down to my arm
where I can feel it buzzing with your energy.
Your lips curling into a smile makes mine do the same almost by force,
but a good one.
With your body next to mine I can feel the heat coming off of you in these cold months,
the presence of you makes me warm up instantly.

I love the way you touch me
without using your hands.

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