Poem

Here

I hunger for the squeeze of your hand in mine
whenever my eyes glide over another amazing piece of art
I ache for the knowing looks between us
whenever I see something I just know you’ll love too
With every step in this city
I feel more at home
and since you’re home, I want you here with me
enjoying the crap out of every detail

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