it knows what it wants... running around within trying to hide from unwanted luv... only needing a strangers face to appear... to rid the confusion settled into dreams with hands to feel... allowing attractions to stretch as wide as possibilities can reach... waiting on a comfort the mind knows will never leave... it knows the details in which it seeks... so defined in a laugh that stares are felt as dreams... coming to life before the eyes... as a type n kind is all in the same to be as picky as height n size... for it to the smile it cannot lie... it knows what it's given into in the past... that crave that ripped sense open to determine a more sensible grasp... wanting what it feels is the answer to sharing life... falling into arms for the sake of the remainder of a lifetime...
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