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Jan 2015
When I opened the door and saw you for the first time
My heart kept me from being able to speak
My love kept me quiet, but do not doubt it
Its there

When I finally collected the words
I was still afraid to speak them
Afraid to make you think I was some kind of
Highway thief. There to steal your most intimate affair
You welcomed me into your bedroom
Unsure of where it might lead
But all I wanted was to make sure you felt loved

Not the embrace of a selfish lover
Who comes to you opening the door without knocking
Who expects his cup to be filled without asking
He knows nothing of love, only of possession

You were so inviting

Your mind is so beautiful
Your eyes represent your soul in their beauty
You lips are soft yet
Your smile is so strong
Just like your passion for creativity and life it's self
Whether it's your life or others

I just want you to feel respected
I just want you to feel loved
Spencer Carlson
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Spencer Carlson  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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