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May 2013
I want to see your heart
Vulnerable
Naked
On display for me
I want to notice the imperfections
The off color
The almost
I want to know the 'yes' and 'no's about you
I want to be a crutch of yours
To help you through the day
"I only do it when I'm stressed"
"I only do it when I'm drunk"
"Now I'm addicted"
I want to be your cigarette
Your gradual habituation
I want to kiss you with the sun
Even with your morning breath
I want to kiss you with the moon
Even with your whiskey breath
I want to pack your lunch and fold your clothes
I want to fight with you and cry
I want to talk with you and hug
I want to be in your everyday
I long to hear you call
"I'm home, hunny"
But we're 'just friends'.
Written by
Amelia Jo Anne  Canada
(Canada)   
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