Your hands are perfect
And your eyes,
They shine
And I know I don’t love you
But I wish that I did
Your body melds in a perfect form
Of which my soul could imbue
Should
If it only felt that way
A touch of the wrist
A kiss of friends
You are mine but far from my lusting
I wish I could build a fairytale for us
I wish I had the heart to
I’m sorry….
It could have been perfect
Monday, March 9, 2009
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