to the contents page.)As I was walking down the steps of shame you came in through the door, and for a moment I could see your unknown face and you saw mine. And then I hid, to stop you seeing me again, and you passed by in haste and covered up your face, and you took cover in the house of shame where you'd discover no more joy than I. But the love you sought was mine to give; the love I sought - declared your weary and suspicious eyes - was yours to give to me. Our bodies sensed and sought each other; blood and skin perceived the truth. But we both hid in agitation.
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