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I thought I felt your shape but I was wrong, really all I felt was falsly strong. I held on tight and closed my eyes, it was dumb, I had no sense of your size. It was dumb to hold so tight. But last night on your birthday in the kitchen, my grip was loose, my eyes were open. I felt your shape and heard you breathing, I felt the rise and fall of your chest. I felt your fall, your winter snows, your gusty blow, your lava flow. I felt it all: Your starry night, your lack of light. With limp arms I can feel most of you. I hung around your neck independently and my loss was overwhelemed by this new depth I don't think i ever felt. But I don't know... my nights are cold. November warmth, I could have sworn I wasn't alone. |