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I love the way you look at me,

that sparkle in your eye.

I love the way you make me feel,

it makes me want to cry.

I love the way you touch me,

and make my skin burn with need.

I love the way you hold me,

and my wounds no longer bleed.

I love the way you talk to

me and it’s all I ever hear.

But I hate the way,

I always wake,

and you are nowhere near.