For what does she see in me
in this most primal of moments?
Is it need inspired by the passion
that calls at the very fabric of
my being?
Or does she see what lurks within
buried so for so long behind
the walls that bind?
This which I give to her is
not my strength,
but my vulnerabilities....
Look past the surface
and see the man within
that yearns for the completion
that only she can give
making two halves whole.
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