That thing you do with your lips when you kiss me
That thing you say with your eyes when you see me
That thing you leave on my skin when you spoon me
That thing you add to my dreams when you hide me
That thing you make me go back to again and again
That thing you manifest in spite of being miles away
That thing you establish beautifully inside my head
That thing you create without worrying where we end
That thing you bring by not feigning to be anybody else
That thing you embody which is rumoured to be love
That thing called you
That thing called mine
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