sometimes
i want you
to stand
in front of me
with a piece of your heart
on the outside of your shirt
so that i can
run my fingers over
its fleshiness
and absorb into my eyes
its beauty and sadness
for Amin
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i can just imagine maam
Nice. I was chatting with a young lady in Malaysia. She mentioned how much she loves your poetry.
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