(Saturday 09/23/2000 9:00 p.m.)
my eyes know what it’s like to watch you
my mind has memorized your every detail
my hands long to hold you
my fingers crave to caress you
my mouth yearns to taste you

stop it
don't do this to me
give me more
i can feel your touch through your stare
it causes the hair on my arms to rise
i want to look back
but i know you're there
so i won't look back
thinking of the way you looked
and the way that
you looked at me

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