I see you looking at me
With your eyes deep inside of my soul,
piecing through and beyond me.
I feel your touch although your hands
don't move to reach towards me,
your impressed but you don't know why!
I hear the words that you think
strange confusion and distinct,
Tones of a curious shape and yet you
can't capture the form.
I see you already to leave but caught
still in the gaze of my warmth
Clear and direct with a pose of
strong identity, you wish
You could be me.............
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© copyright 2012