I cannot help but
Hate myself now
You are there
And God knows
How much I would
Like to hold your hand
And feel your skin
Against mine
I am dying inside
I long for your embrace
I would die for your kiss
In this desire for love
That seeks to manifest itself
In a language of touching
And wanting to be touched
I reach out my hand to nothing
But the empty realization
That my heart’s deepest desire
Cannot be…

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