Show Desire
You leave me with desire;
hope when I had not,
how you share with me the smiles of
a dying man.
Do you realize what you do to me?
And in your eyes and actions I see
the love you had for me.
Do not deny,
do not suppress the urges
you have.
I long for you,
caring for the way you
hold yourself;
for your hidden secrets,
I wish for you to
show what you try to hide;
I already know it's face.
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