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Like a shofar

The softness of your skin,
your lithe limbs, your curves
firm and gentle, and perfect;
your soft voice, your smile,
the way your face can hide nothing from me:

These things will haunt me forever,
In the best way.

I want to sound you like a shofar on some sacred occasion.
I want you to fill me with music: a single, beautiful note.