Plea
Do not look me in the eyes
and hold your gaze.
I might burn.
I might fall in love with you.
You may come to me
in silken drapes,
and meet your body with mine.
You may kiss me on the forehead
and let me become settled
in the residence of your arms.
But do not look me in the eyes
and hold your gaze.
I might burn.
I might fall in love with you.
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