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Sunday, December 8, 2019

Tell Me Your Name



"Tell me your name, that’s all I ask of you.
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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