The Connection Hunger

I’m not over life, I’m just over this new normal.

I crave touching hands and feeling your softened calluses.

I crave the fling in my chest from the base of your voice.

I crave the silk touch of your newly grown out hair.

I crave the electric presence of your energy next to mine.

I crave how time can melt away when we’re in our wholeness.

I crave taking off this mask and feeling our human connection once again.

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