Choice

I saw you there

Just as I see you everywhere

With eyes that serenade 

And a smile that strips me bare.

There is no choice

Do I trust you or not

I’m vulnerable

I trust you a lot

To be usual

I am withholding

But you are unusaual

and I just keep going

There is passion in our kiss

and the tips of our fingers

It is you that I miss

and where my mind lingers

What is it to touch the skin of your chest

To feel your breath against my neck

What is it to want what can not be

and when it can, will it still be me

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