Your smile is so beautiful, but it is not mine.
Your laugh is so joyous, but it is not because of me.
Your eyes are so dark, but they were not made to find mine.
Your skin is so soft, but it was not made to brush mine.
Your hands are so gentle, but they were not made for the curve of my hips.
Your lips are so perfect, but they were not made to match mine.
Your spirit is so hungry, and for once, something of yours matches mine.
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