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When I'm with you, I stay true to myself.

With you... I feel right.

When your hand is squeezing mine,

I can find the sun in the night.

I could write a thousand poems,

And spend the rest of my life

thinking about you,

Because you are my home, 

and those thoughts belong in my head.

My body is useless

Until it's against yours'.

Your touch weakens me,

Reflecting the vulnerability of my heart.