I want to be for you what you never
let me be and I want you to be what
you've been afraid all your life
to become.
I want to kiss you, and kiss you again,
and kiss you so many times our lips
are raw and red and throbbing with
overuse.
I want to hear your name said with
accents, so many new tongues all
across the silly globe we spin upon
and I want to know what mine sounds
like in yours when you say it through
fear, and elation and apprehension
and calm and the complete and total
cessation of worry.
I want you, you and only you for the
rest of me, me and always me.
I want you to want me.
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