this is what I sound like
I hear your voice
and know it is yours alone
There is no other like me
there is no other like you
There is no place or time
there is now, there is here
Your hand, your skin
is your contact with the world
My hand, my skin
is my contact with you
My eyes see the world
differently than yours
My eyes see you
differently than the world
Let me see you
all of you
Love the last 2 lines of the first paragraph...but it's the last 2 lines of the whole poem that are killer. Terribly romantic.
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