[We hear so much about what love feels like.]
Right now, today, with the rain outside,

And leaves that want as much as I do to believe
In May, in seasons that come when called,

It’s impossible not to want
To walk into the next room and let you

Run your hands down the sides of my legs,
Knowing perfectly well what they know.


    — Tracy K. Smith, from “I Don’t Miss It

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