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it's about
it's about fingertips
and about hands wanting to live in each other
	about running laughing through downpour
	making fruit salad and scrambling words
and drinking tea together when nights turn into morning

it's about mindreading
and about crumble cake and bubble bath
	about walking in darkness and looking at the stars
	talking without really saying anything
and blowing air in each others' lungs until only laughter remains

it's about eyes shimmering
and about glitter and snowflakes
	about lying still and listening to each others' heartbeats
	speaking the same language and same silence
and to be safely wrapped in large fluffy blankets of closeness

it's about duotude, not solitude
and about remembering how to breathe
	about warming embraces and simplicity
	hiding in a tent of softness together
and knowing that the ampersand in between you & me really is a dash