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You and I have not been lovers
But we have been real close friends. Chillin' with you feels good to me -laid back with no pretense We've confided many secrets Been scandalous in the past When I'm in need, you're there beside me, before I think to ask. How twisted are we?
Is there more than appears? Or just mutual admiration we've shared through the years? You've had your share of women
that don't know you like I do and the men I chose to hook up with never measured up to you We know each other's limits
what we would and would not do No need to pace the floor at night We have no drama to go through. We're faithful to each other
yet we run to "them" instead soothing superficial passions apart in non-committed beds Are we afraid to rock the cradle
scared of thoughts we dare not say? The world thinks you're my brother (It seems taboo to think this way!) How ironic to keep searching
for an 'unknown' we can't name Protecting our complacencies in favor of the game. What if we keep on searching
and then find there's nothing more? Then much too late we realize it was "us" we were looking for? ©2006, Lisa Lawrence-Hudson, aka RawEssence
2:44 AM 7/21/2006 |
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