Love
when
will you
take off your clothes
Love
when
will you
take off your
armour
Love
when
will you
stand in front of me
in bare perfection
Love
when
will you
realise
we are
messy
Love
when
will you
know
we are loud
Love
when
will you
understand
we are flawed
Love
when
will you
comprehend
we are incongruous
Love
when
will you
grasp
ewe are perfection
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