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A love poem from Rumi
Published on January 4 2016
I want to see you.
Know your voice.
Recognize you when you first come 'round the corner.
Sense your scent when I come into a room you've just left.
Know the lift of your heel, the glide of your foot.
Become familiar with the way you purse your lips then let them part, just the slightest bit, when I lean in to your space and kiss you.
I want to know the joy of how you whisper "more"