love, i know that
you're there
i can see you
whether you
know it or not.

and probably
i could blindly trace
the outline of
every inch of your body
that i know so well.

yes love,
i've memorized
every lift and curve
of your skin.

oh, and the colors
of your eyes have been
painted on my heart
and i suppose,
should they go
monochrome,
i could paint them
again.

but i doubt
that i'll
ever know
the reason
you've always
found my hands so
amusing.
 
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