Don't touch me if you don't mean it
don't even look my way,
if you can't love me just a bit,
if it's only for a day.

Don't press your cheeks against my face
nor let your arms meet mine,
nor glide your hands across my skin,
if you're not happy that it's mine.

Don't even start to know me
if you don't care to see 
a million different ways
that I express who I'm to be.

Don't saunter to me gently
coming closer tenderly
unless just for the moment
I'm relaxed in ecstasy.

For I'll give myself for just a time,
if that's how it's to be.
But not with out emotion,
will you get inside of me.

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