the power of your face could not blind me
i heard the lessons of your voice
you are not what you are
i remind myself of this as i stare at your picture
i remind myself of this as i fantasize
i wander the city aimlessly
wanting not to want to run into you
wanting not to want to go by your door
there you are! i must hide!
as you pass by i feel relief
i despise my relief, i despise my shame
i would have you and throw you away
i would forget you
i would be your slave
i do not need you
but you are me and i am still afraid
afraid of the power of your face
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