Clouds gather out there
The same clouds gather in here
My life is stormy
***
New schools for them both
Why do I dread this Monday?
They will be just fine.
***
Watching Olympics
For hours upon hours
The best of the best
***
Fires burn, my heart aches
I miss your touch and your voice
I need to see you
***
Fingertips tease me
My skin, all tingly and warm
You know what I need
***
An innocent hug
Nothing to the outside world
Everything to me
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