If just for a day
Just for an hour
Or even a minute
If just for a day
Just for an hour
Or even a minute
If I could see you
See you see you
For who you are
The crisp and open book
Soulful ink spread
A deep lusty colour
Spread across the pages
Clear are the words
Open is the heart
Slow rhythm of what
You would do
Speaking to me
Perhaps you wouldn’t
Hold your tongue
Touching me
Perhaps you wouldn’t
Escape the moment
Seeing me
Perhaps you would
...believe
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