laid bare and exposed
letting your soul be seen
offering up your skin
and not getting cut
allowing scars to be touched
understood and caressed
weeping tears of wonder
not of sadness
being terrified
but pushing past the fear
taking a risk
and reaching out a hand
feeling special and cherished
and worth more than nothing
wanting to lavish your love
so they feel cherished too
love is …
this feeling
right here
inside
of
me
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Beautiful, blue person.
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Thank you Trent.
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Wonderful words, truly.
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Thank you Benjamin
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This poem and your words are simple elegance sliding down like a lovers caress.
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I agree with you quite elegant
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Thank you both. Elegant, huh? In words maybe, in person not so much, more like a fairy elephant than an elegant fairy as my dad might have said (I was not a graceful child).
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Indeed, such is love….beautifully expressed!
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Thank you 🙂
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looking forward
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