Oh that I would
Have more hands
To touch you with,
Oh that I could
Have more legs
To run to you,
Oh that I should
Have more eyes
Have more ears
Have more lips,
To see more
To listen more
To say more
All the things
Of you
By you
About you,
Because I feel
That one of me
Is not enough,
One of me
Can only do so much,
And I don't want you to tire
To grow dull and bored
To walk away
From me,
When all I am
Everything you see
Everything you feel
From me,
Is all that I am
Just for you...
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