If I were there I would not need to
talk about it

I would be close enough to
place my fingers around your elbows,
Near enough, on chilly evenings
to wrap a blanket across your shoulders

If you were within arms reach
my kisses could say much more
than I could ever hope to say
in thousands of different ways

If you were here you would
ask me to tell you a story
I would decline

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