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consume, charge, recharge

Your love is saturating, not consuming. I don’t want to devour it only to see it die out, I want it to seep into every pore and warm me.

Let me lie in your arms, warming my soul. Put my cold feet against you in winter. Hide my face from the world against your shoulder.

You said your day was draining, I pulled you in for a hug and said “then recharge”. It was my turn to lie, it was me who needed charging.

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