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| 2001 COPYRIGHT BY PETER CHRISTOPHER RAYMOND SOFT WARM FINGERS TOUCHING MY PALM THE LOVELY ACHING VOICE WHISPERING A SONG LARGE BROWN EYES SEARCH MY VERY MIND YOUR EYES, NOSE AND CHEEKS IN DELICATE DISIGN A DECORATIVE CLUTCH OF BANGS HANG ABOVE YOUR FACE WISPY AND WONDROUS AND SELDOM OUT OF PLACE BASEBALL CAP PLANTED WHERE MY HAND CARESSES AND FLOWING DOWN YOUR BACK ARE THE DARK SILKEN TRESSES AN EMBROIDERED BUTTERFLY ON YOUR JACKET UNDERNEATH TINY BITS OF BUTTERSCOTCH CAUGHT BETWEEN YOUR TEETH SWEET CHILDREN'S SECRETS YOU CONCEAL AS YOU LAUGH WILL ONLY BE REVEALED IN YOUR JOURNAL'S PARAGRAPHS BUT SHALL I STAY TOO LONG AND ROB YOU OF YOUR JOY OR SOMETHING I CAN'T EXPLAIN YET I KNOW I MIGHT DESTROY EVERY TIME WE MEET I FEEL I FEEL I PEAL AWAY SOME SKIN LIKE I'VE SCORCHED YOUR PURITY THROUGH THE SEARING OF MY SIN I STAY TOO LONG LONG AND DO YOU WRONG AND SOMETHING IN YOU DIES AND TELL YOU BRAZEN STUPID LIES WHILE THINKING THAT I'M WISE I'LL TINKER WITH THINGS THAT WERE PERFECT IN THEIR INCEPTION TO THINK THAT THEY MUST CHANGE IS A DEVASTATING DECEPTION I CAN'T RETIE THE LACES WHEN THE SHOES DON'T FIT YOUR FEET OR RETURN YOUR LAUGHTER TO THE HEART I'VE DAMAGED WITH DECEIT CONVINCE YOU OF MY GENTLENESS ONCE I'VE BEEN BITTERLY CRUEL REASON AWAY AND DISSAVOW MY PETTY RIDICULE YES I HAVE MADE YOU WISE AND YOUR EYES ARE WIDE TO SEE YOU'RE WISE ENOUGH IN FACT TO AVOID THE LIKES OF ME |