These hairs on my body are risen
My soul is slipping out through my fingers
Every inch of me is yearning for what you are, who you are…
Could I feel you, just once, could I capture your gaze for a moment.
Why are you drifting away from me, I am only looking for a glimpse of your mind, a peek into your conscience
I mean no harm, really.
Yet I suppose I know why you keep away
You know my name, you know I’ll never be satisfied with a little
I would drain you, bit by bit
Because I am empty
Yearning for anything to make me whole again
But please, just tell me your name.."
-Amy Edelman-
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