Lying on bed in fever
under a blanket
having no feeling to open my eyes
but your gentle touch make it.
you! with a sense of care
watching at me,
needing me
to get well soon
our eyes meet
you lie by me
as if you learn my unspoken wish
my burning body with
my hot breaths have started touching you
it is unpalatable to you
but with a sense of care
you doesn't leave me alone
and our night
witnesses our close breaths.
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