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I want to hide with you

Hide me in the way I feel

hide me from the scorn in voices, the

Mocking in eyes the disbelieving

in words almost spoken

that are needless

All I want to do

Is hide with you

in the way you look at me when you

don't have to hide behind a laugh

in the way you touched me

unpresuming and yet like you

had never passed a night without me

Hide me in the taste of your

Tongue in the soft of your mouth

in the feel of your hands

(right there)


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