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My fingertips are eyes That travel the valleys and hills
made in the contours of your skin
Looking
for a place to be absorbed,
To settle in .
Your eyes are like nails
That scrape the surface of my soul
Scratching off flakes of past mistakes
To get a peek within,
My intentions rest in the shape of my caress
So listen close,
And you might find hints of secrets kept
Embedded in my tactile prose.
Because unlike words,
touch cannot lie
And I’ ve found it’ s useless to defy
the need to be wanted,
to be freed
of the grip of memory
And the present is all I see
With you,
But the hours,
they are too few and far between
So it seems I’ m here again
stuck in recall
The difference is I’ m not at all
Bothered by the thought of your eyes,
Like nails
Etching in your mark
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My fingertips are eyes That travel the valleys and hills
made in the contours of your skin
Looking
for a place to be absorbed,
To settle in .
Your eyes are like nails
That scrape the surface of my soul
Scratching off flakes of past mistakes
To get a peek within,
My intentions rest in the shape of my caress
So listen close,
And you might find hints of secrets kept
Embedded in my tactile prose.
Because unlike words,
touch cannot lie
And I’ ve found it’ s useless to defy
the need to be wanted,
to be freed
of the grip of memory
And the present is all I see
With you,
But the hours,
they are too few and far between
So it seems I’ m here again
stuck in recall
The difference is I’ m not at all
Bothered by the thought of your eyes,
Like nails
Etching in your mark
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