It grows without a name

The neck begs for breath
the body for weight
The skin I wear for other skin.
I miss a man I've never met
Enigma, I've yet 
to 
Physically approach 
 
You.
A kindred heart, 
A pleasing one 
With peace
Would you question 
my affection from afar?
(He does not know)
 
planted between back blades, 
spreading at a pulse
A Beautiful anomaly abides
(She wants only him by her side)
 

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