Tuesday, June 2, 2009



You wanted to know me. I told you not to blink.


You wanted to know my deepest fears. I said hold me tighter.


You wanted to know what brings me joy and happiness. I offered you my last piece of gum.


You asked me what you could do to make me even happier that what I already was. I made you take your shoes off.


You asked me what I want. I asked you what I could do for you.


©Christopher F. Brown 2009


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