By Marshall Hann
Submitted by blessed23
Date: 2006 Feb 15
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Who You Are...

Your Flesh
entices me,
your kind words
taunt me
(though that is a mistake
you never meant to make)
I touch You
and you shake
in ecstacy
but I am confused
by who you are
(who you appear to be)
I don't Know
what I want from you

Perhaps your just
a piece of gold
that sparkles and shines
and your soul
is just a ghost
(your worth to me
is fluctuating uncontrollably)

I take two steps back
put my hands at my side
and open my eyes
hoping that I will see
something in your eyes
(Something perfectly real)