Look at me ...
But not with a common look
Who sees only superficial.
Rather, looks at me with eyes of soul,
That's so deep
They are able to decipher
What is hidden.
Touch me ...
But not with your hands,
For those just feel
The thrill they cause.
Before you touch me with the feeling
What sayest thou hast for me;
Then you will see and you'll feel
Then you will understand
What is love, what I feel for you.
by Angela Conde
With lots of passion
Shahnaaz
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