don’t know

I don’t know what you see

When you look at me.

I don’t know what you hear

When I call your name.

I’ve never felt your breath

As you softly exhale.

I’ve never had your sly glance

During a quiet, slow dance.

I’ve never had your hands

On my bare chest, over my shoulders

Or down my back.

And I’ve never placed my ear

Against your heart to hear

The beat of your life

And the music of your soul.

I don’t know you very well at all.

 

 

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