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Jul 2016
It was in that moment
When I watched you
Enter the room
You held the door open
As I was going out.
There's a kindness in your eyes
A fair and just man.
All of which I see
And deeply appreciate.
But it is truly in the way
You sort me out
Without ever losing your temper.
The way you look me
In my eyes and say "no"
In the calmest manner.
You use my name
To adress me.
It's not in the name
But the way you say it.
That makes me smile
And makes me realize
That I will only be
As impossible as you allow me to be.
*******, this guy can handle me!
Sirenes
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Sirenes  Belgium
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