Frozen Strawberry

I never meant for you to know me, never meant to let you in.

Yet the longer I’m away from you, the more I crave your skin.

I never meant to know you, never meant to let you in.

But now you’ve seen me naked with desire dripping down my chin.

I can’t explain myself to you. I haven’t the language yet.

These desires we’re dancing in, they can’t hold us forever.

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