I exist

An exhibit

In the gallery

Of your heart

You stand before

The velvet


The signs

Say do not touch

The guards


Cross it

Come to me

Pull me

From the wall

I come to life

Gain dimension


Pull you

From your

World into mine

A moments


A blithe wish

Made true

My lips are soft

Sending soft trails

Warm whispers

Across your skin

Safe with me

We play as children would

And no one

Knows your heart

As well as i


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