With you, I am more me,
as if infused,
as if you found a piece of me, a
passing cloud
and collected it between your warm palms
hiding it there for years,
until you sensed me near,
and then,
ever so quietly,
waited for my gaze to land on you,
held out your hands,
and opened them.
With love.
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