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Dec 2015
no one looks at me
like you do
no one takes my fingertips
and slips them between lips
to lick off my essence

no one knows me
like you do
no one takes me inside them
like a simple hymn
simply undressed

no one touches me
like you do
no one ever wanted to know me
no matter how I sat simply
but you do

no one wanted to know me
until you undressed me
now it simply comes down to
two words
*I Do
It's sometimes impossible to tell someone how you feel about them unless they tell you how they feel about you....
Helen
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Helen  nowhere special
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