- hands clean
- February 19, 2010
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i am still moved by you
you who shall not be named
the one who i always come back to
the one who always leaves
i know when your return is coming
i feel it in my blood
a deep warm stirring
bubbling overflow from secret places
i feel it when my name passes from your lips
when you touch her and think of me
my hands become yours
upon my body
i close my eyes
and see your face
like it was before
as it shall be once more