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Click hereImprinted
As a hand reached
up, startled as a fawn,
but frozen in the light
from your eyes,
realizing the hand (
for once not mine absentmindedly
tucking auburn strands behind an ear) is yours,
running through my hair,
pushing it away from my
face, which is hiding
a mind racing with thoughts
of you,
I was imprinted
but all the while understanding
that you'd never know
how that secondhand
gesture of affection
meant so much more
than the kiss that followed.