Memory Foam (Rewrite)

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Missing Him

Your arms are like

memory foam,

taking the form

of my shapely figure.



You are sensitive

to the pressure

of my aching body

as you mold me

around tranquility.



I am conformed

by the warmth

of your touch,

contoured to

the comfort of

your embrace.



How I hope

the impression

I leave on you

is a lasting one.

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