It Is Slight
What has been moved
Can be removed
What has started
Can always end.
Sometimes I die for the sex
Sometimes I die for the legs
Sometimes I die for the love
All the time, every time
I die for you.
Sometimes I die for the kisses
Sometimes I die for the skin
Sometimes I die for the smile
All the time, all the same
I die for you.
Sometimes I die for the fingers
Sometimes I die for the eyes
Sometimes I die for the scent
All the time, always
I die for you.
You have the right to leave me
All I need is your presence
And even your sadness around me.
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