Sometimes When We Touch

Dan Hill

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You ask me if I love you,

and I choked on my reply.

I d rather hurt you honestly,

than mislead you with a lie.

And who am I to judge you,

on what you say or do;

I m only just beginning,

to see the real you.

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And sometimes when we touch,

the honesty s too much,

and I have to close my eyes and hide.

I wanna hold you till I die,

till we both break down and cry;

I wanna hold you,

till the fears in me subside.

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Romance and all its strategies,

leave me battling with my pride.

But through the insecurities,

some tenderness surves.

I am just another writer,

still trapped within my truth;

a hesitant prize fighter,

still trapped within my youth.

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And sometimes when we touch,

the honesty s too much,

and I have to close my eyes and hide.

I wanna hold you till I die,

till we both break down and cry;

I wanna hold you,

till the fears in me subside.

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At times I d like to break you,

and drive you to your knees;

at times I d like to break through,

and hold you endlessly.

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At times I understand you,

and I know how hard you ve tried.

I ve watched while love commands you,

and watched while love passed you by.

At times I think we re drifters,

still searching for a friend,

a brother or a sister,

but then a passion flares again.

And sometimes when we touch,

the honesty s too much,

and I have to close my eyes and hide.

I wanna hold you till I die,

till we both break down and cry;

I wanna hold you,

till the fears in me subside.