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Nov 2014
Learn to touch me without your hands.

Your body is beautiful, but when can I
learn your soul?

I'm ready to be what makes your eyes light up
like the bible, like religion, like
what brings you to your knees..

.. Look, I just want to be your God.

Read over my curves like the Quran,
let your lips echo and repeat my name away from my skin,
breathe thanks under your breath for every time I
lift you up.

Your burdens are mine to shoulder, my
lov-

no. Say it first.

Let lightning strike you down if you don't mean it,
so I pray you do.
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