Unfold your thoughts
Undress my mind
And find me in yourself
Take me to your darkest place
And keep me in your fantasies
Visit me in dreams
But don’t erase my footsteps
Forget close, what about parallel?
I can feel the sound waves in your laughter
Your breath upon my neck
Your essence crawling underneath my skin
Your palms drenched in words that melted too quickly
Only to evaporate and clear from this room
Me, being the broken window that guides the smoke
Here I stand before you, bare, exposed, and vulnerable
Awaiting your approval, your acceptance, your hand
You stare blankly as if I were a painting
But I am the one looking at art


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