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I like you from all angles
What makes me cry is when
You sit across from me;
Your deep blue eyes
Looking at me with a lot of
Unexpected introspection
It’s rare that people use me
As a mirror
The hair on your hands
As you scribble shapes and lines
To carry your ideas across
The hair on your chest and back
And other places that are maybe
For my eyes only
I swim in this
Narrow but deep
Wide but light
Here, I can exist
Like I never did before
Crucified
Reborn
In love

10/11/17
Paris