oh,
you think you don’t matter
let
me flatter
meaningless,
manipulative chatter
i’ll
listen, i’m listening
slithering
through your weakest components
waiting
for the perfect opportunity to strike
will
you trust my kiss is meant
as
more than a prelude to your nakedness
or
should i wait
until
you believe my deceive
that
the nakedness of your soul
you
have bared
is
why a kiss i want to share
you
are not everything everyone
makes
you think you are
my
touch will remove your scars
i
promise
if
i could, i would pass my hand through
the
flesh of your breasts
so
i could touch your heart
you
tear me apart and put me
back
together again
something
only you can do
you
are so unique
all
other women are oblique
there
is no one as complete as you
in
all that you do
you
are so misunderstood
but
i see how special you are
now
come
complete me
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