I love a nameless face
This body for future hands to own.
Project emotion onto a blank slate;
You wear a question mark for a face.
From every pore
This love, my dear, liquid fire.
A man of manifestation to be found.
And I am yours.
I do not need to see your eyes to fall in love with them.
So please forgive me
For packing you away
During such a fleeting meeting.
Please don’t do the same.
For ours will be a sacred, set-apart,
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