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Longer than I needed, but not long enough 
Exposure was like "Can't you stay or do I have to go away?", a real personal encounter 
...and I notice I won't soon forget the acquiescence 
No hesitation to show affection or to touch without total familiarity...though somehow there is early gratification with just imagination...opulence to substitute 
Inspires me so I can't do anything but want you - in it's annoyance I can't move my mind off you 
Aggravation and exhilerance 
No disrespect, but what's behind the back isn't holding up to it's relevance while I learn you... 
Impulsive reverie with it's own heartbeat, your temple is staggering and the more attention I give, satiation is enough, but....is there any more? 
The swag demands my involvement 
My eyes ask for enlightment 
Let me be your dictionary...just look me up and refer to me so I can catechize you...I can help you take it in 
Let me value you and spend you all in one place - in me personally - from highest hair to longest toe 
 
More than a few things washed away in the colors of the ocean's waves 
 
I smiled a lot, knew a lot, had a fresh order of things 
and you don't even understand your guidance...it's not letting me turn back around or remember what seemed relevant... 
Ironically, it never felt the way the facts remained 
We gave attention, priority, immediate substance, paramountcy 
We know each other, were each other for a short time with some kinda understanding 
No need to hate, it's already shamelessly automatic 
 
Fate is for real: 
If I wasn't where I was and you wasn't too, I wouldn't have had you as a chance to show me that I was on the wrong side of my brain 
If I didn't hold onto the route to your way, I wouldn't even know what I missed - and I'd be mad about it - without knowing... 
You answered questions that I didn't even know I had 
...but I have a few more...like..."Can I just push that other shit aside for the rest of my life...so you can stay?" 
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Something has been boiling inside, and though I'm not sure, I've found what creative avenues I need to tread, I have always loved to write. I feel that despite life's censures and fixes, expression should always happen... as a release.  
I took back the "me" and I'm giving it to you. 
This is how I feel.
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Quite...	Emperor Omorogiuwa Edionseri | Apr 19th, 2009
 a story! 
 
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