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Uses artwork SCAN_20241007_0001 Samuel M Whitney - USED
POEM
There’s something about the way you look at me. I can’t place it, but it hits me harder than you can see.
It starts with a look
Then moves to touch
Tough moves to feeling.
Feeling moves to more.
Then it crashes to the floor when all I want is more.
You wanted a one night stand.
I wanted to hold your hand.
I’m here, I’m stuck, I’m spend, I’m infatuated, I’m real
You’re gone.