But what if I told you,
Your words makes me vulnerable,
I am open and conflicted,
To tell you how I truly feel,
It’s a tad bit unusual,
Things that are new,
That’s very much the usual,
So what else is left to do,
But tell you,
Wish I could caress you,
Yea, it’s because of my love language,
My and hands and lips,
Speak a certain way,
After my heart say hey,
Do your thing,
How are we going to know,
If you don’t take action,
So as my cup overflows,
I pour on a little more,
So the excess if left on you,
To take home and ponder,
Wondering, just maybe,
If I can give in,
Just maybe,
Something,
Special,
Can be created within.
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