POEM: tactile

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tactile

I’m tired of typing
tired of the clicking keys
the noises my phone makes
I want to hear your laugh
feel the curls in your hair
learn what you smell like
put our fingers together

let’s end this day
with a kiss not a keystroke
a touch, not a text
this dance should be danced
together, not apart
till we fall asleep entangled
the way lovers do

31 July 2013
Auburn AL

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