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Not knowing my limits



Don't look at me

I go forward in my writing without knowing my limits

But my body always falls back

When I think of coming to you


The desire to feel you is so burning

My body can't breathe standing

Don't look where I left myself.

And there my body suffocates


I neither sink nor rise with your thoughts

I'm fixed as if waiting to be picked up.

From now on I'm open to you without limits.

Just take me from within

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