OneWord: sound

I long to know the sound of your voice when you say my name,
to hear your breath as you turn and see me standing there,
to feel the sudden speeding of your heart,
to know if it matches my own.
 
I long to feel the caress of your fingers as they take my hand,
to feel the warmth of your embrace protecting and sheltering me from any storm.
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